City of angels

WHAT is she thinking about, I wonder?” I gazed at the little chess piece sitting in the display case in front of me. A crown sat on the figure’s head, indicating her status as a queen. One hand cupped

WHILE he was cooking his lunch, Father Sanjoy looked out of the presbytery’s window and felt bored. In his previous bustling parish in London, things happened all the time. Here, he sometimes felt the

IT was a clear early spring day, the breeze light and the sands empty. Sea and land seemed to go on forever, their divisions blurred by light and distance. Brigitte Wetherby breathed in the salty air

A VISIT to the local coffee shop following their Pilates class had become a welcome routine for the three retired friends. One morning Lyn ordered her favourite flat white, insisting she wanted nothin

AMELIA arrives home from her half-day at work. She has the week’s shopping and quickly squirrels everything away, leaving just her children’s magazines on the kitchen table. Seeing she only has three-

I’LL return in two hours, Mr Archer.” Lister, Lord Despard’s steward, touched his forelock in deference to the young architect. The sun had just risen over the woods surrounding the lake – where a fol