What could go wrong?

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

Gina’s friends wanted to share the love

OH, what a good boy. Look at that handsome face. What’s his name?” “It’s, er, Woofles,” Jane said. “Come on then, you – I’m sure the lady’s busy.” “Oh, don’t mind about me, I’m in no rush,” the woman

George did more than just deliver food…

ANOTHER August, another wedding. I’ve avoided everyone for so long that it’s even more awkward. It’s stupid to feel like a failure, because in Mum and Dad’s eyes I’m not. I know they’re very proud of

ANOTHER look at the dashboard clock: 21.06. The plane’s due to leave in under two hours. With the turn-off for the airport within sight, I ease on to the accelerator, suppressing a groan as the cars i