Cecily was rustling up a new pasta dish, when there was a terrifying explosion…

Perfect. That’s what this evening has to be. That’s why Emma is currently scrubbing the oven clean, her knees aching from crouching on the tiled floor for so long. Sure, Clara is unlikely to look insi

STRAIGHT upstairs, Billy, and wash those hands. Chicken wings OK for tea?” “With barbecue sauce?” Billy licked his lips. “Yes. Be quick, now.” Dumping his muddy football boots by the door, Billy scoot

Apart from the For Sale board, the house didn’t look any different from the last time I was here. Six months ago now. The day of my father’s funeral. A memory of how fragile my mother appeared that da

I made myself scrambled eggs for Sunday breakfast, accompanied by a toasted sourdough English muffin from the farmers’ market and my favourite coffee in my favourite mug. I had the latest Richard Osma

WHEN Lady Hargreaves told Valerie that she was the third governess to be engaged for Rosa in a little over a year, it had taken Valerie only a few days to realise that the problem was not Rosa herself