Can you imagine?

DEIRDRE leaned back on her sunbed and sighed. The view couldn’t have been more beautiful: rocky arid terrain rising from the sea, boats pottering about in the bay . . . Nearby, a luxury yacht was anch

BACK in my day, they called it misbehaving!” Linda, my glamorous mother-in-law, quips, her blonde highlighted bobbed hair bouncing. I chew on the side of my cheek to stop the words inside me from esca

WHEN Dad said that he and Kirsty were having a baby, I was surprised. Mum had always described Kirsty as “a career woman” and, when I asked her what that meant, she said Kirsty was very focused on her

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

YOU don’t even speak to him. I don’t understand why we have to go.” Mia was being difficult again. Eliza glanced at her daughter’s pouting face in the rear view mirror, and her slight crow’s feet deep

AND this is where we do laundry, Mum. There are plenty of washers and dryers, so there shouldn’t be a problem.” Linda’s daughter, Jocelyn, waved a hand dismissively as they passed the large laundry ro