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I WOKE up after a vivid dream of Eleanor. I’d had quite a few recently. Eleanor was my half-sister. She was older than me – the daughter of Dad’s first wife, Dorrie. My mum only found out he had a fir

Julie stared out of the window at her garden, mostly bare branches with only a few spots of colour in the deep red of the dogwood and silver cineraria. She sighed – it was that unsettling period after

IN years to come, when Sebastian was looking back on this moment, he was for ever reminded of this P.G. Wodehouse quote – “Unseen, in the background, Fate was quietly slipping the lead into the boxing

AUNT ESME’S Christmas gifts were always a surprise. She either raided the local charity shops, rummaged through the middle aisle of the big supermarkets, or won some random competition online. Rowena

The house next door had stood empty for many months and the weeds in the overgrown garden were spreading into my flower borders, becoming a nuisance. I’d taken early retirement when Jack became too il

Tara slipped and stumbled along the gravel drive as the sky grew darker and the rain fell more heavily. Despite being drenched by the icy shower, she could feel perspiration trickle down the back of h