A new story by kate glanville wild swimming

Could broken-hearted Maddie really go on holiday alone?

A short while after we married, Tom and I made the decision to leave behind our hectic London lives and relocate to the tranquillity of rural living. We wanted a slower pace of life where the countrys

Emma set down her coffee mug. Through the café window, autumn leaves twirled in the October breeze, mirroring the upheaval in her own life. Forty-eight hours ago, she had handed in her resignation let

ELLA stood in the church porch, chatting nervously to the other bridesmaid. They were waiting for Julia, the mother of the bride. Ella had glanced inside the church when she first arrived to check whe

CATHY grunted as she struggled to open a jar of marmalade. Standing tall and athletic, amidst boxes piled high on the scarred wooden table in her new farmhouse kitchen, she inhaled the scents of woods

CAN’T you hurry?” Stuart was saying urgently to his nurse, Alice. “You mustn’t let her get away! “Can’t you get these tubes out of me?” “Leave those tubes alone, Stuart. I’m going as fast as I can,” A