A stellar time

THE year 1968 had been a difficult one for America. A dark cloud of despondency hung over the country, and not even the endless Florida sunshine seemed able to lift people’s spirits. If the Kennedy Sp

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

You can’t put that there. It’s not safe!” Emma picked up the heavy sack of colourfully wrapped presents she had just placed on the table and stretched her aching back. The gruff voice was coming from

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

I bagged myself a hubby from Santa’s grotto

LITERALLY no jobs come in over the Christmas period,” Jenna said. Lola Everett looked into her sister’s face, which was like her own but six years younger. “But is that true?” she asked. Jenna had a h