Page turner

It’s funny, isn’t it that, despite all the modernity around us, our life paths remain fairly old-fashioned: dating, settling down with someone, marriage, buying a home, kids, grandchildren then growin

OK? Ready?” “Yep.” Fi smiled at Brand. She then picked up the bags full of presents, hoping her face had been convincing. There had been a time when she’d loved these family gatherings at Christmas bu

Alan, don’t you think it’s time you got cleaned up? Grantham’s coming to tea.” Helen looked at her sixteen-year-old son’s filthy overalls and grease-streaked arms. “I wish you wouldn’t get quite so di

RONNIE and I had enlisted with the agency as house-sitters for people who wanted their properties to be occupied when they went away. We assumed any bookings would be in the summer months. “That’s cer

JENNA had a length of Christmas-themed fabric. She had used it previously to cover the table of her market stall, and was willing to sacrifice to help beautify Santa’s Grotto. It was patterned with al

HER phone pinged with the e-mail while she was lying on the beach. The Greek sun blazed down from – well, being a writer, it was second nature for Amy to think about how she would describe the blue sk