The perfect plan

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

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I’m fine, Aunt Lena. Honestly, you don’t need to worry,” Jada said, putting Ella’s bottle down on the coffee table before lifting the three-month-old onto her shoulder, where a muslin square was alrea

Buckling her seat belt, Jemima scanned the plane’s cabin. It was filling up fast. Through her window, she saw the last luggage trailer returning to the terminal. Maybe this flight would leave on time.

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

I adjusted my red spotty headband. Was it too young for me? Or did it suggest I was ‘young at heart’? My confidence was feeling bruised after what my son Dylan had said… ‘You know you’re too old to be