‘i’ve been thinking…’

Like the stars of the Thursday Murder Club, moving to a retirement home was the start of something far more exciting than living alone for Rob and Maxine Beck...

MARCIA watched her grandson Matthew carefully as they toured the sumptuous interior of Moitlet Hall. To the other visitors, it no doubt seemed he was in awe of the opulent furnishings, wonderful artwo

RIDICULOUS that after all this time it should be a shock. What had she expected? That he would appear one day on her doorstep with that oh-so-familiar crooked grin to reclaim her? To tell her that he’

I’LL buy you another one.” Bill patted Emily’s back as she cried inconsolably. “But it was so stupid of me,” she told him. “Why didn’t I take it off?” She’d been working in the garden for four hours i

RETIREMENT, for Maisie, had exceeded all expectations so far. In the year since she’d stopped working, she had established a new daily routine that involved lots of walking, reading and meeting friend

DEIRDRE leaned back on her sunbed and sighed. The view couldn’t have been more beautiful: rocky arid terrain rising from the sea, boats pottering about in the bay . . . Nearby, a luxury yacht was anch