Call the tune

HOW are you feeling today, Mum?” Anne asked as she kissed Elaine on the cheek and sat down in the chair opposite her. “I’m slowly getting there. But I’m still so cross with myself for taking that tumb

CARA slumped at the kitchen table with a mug of coffee. She was surrounded by childhood memories, and the same faded wallpaper and unmatched dishes that she had grown up with. It seemed appropriate th

L AURA phoned her mother, trying to keep her voice light. “Hello, Mum, I’ve got a bit of news,” she said. “Hannah’s moving in with her boyfriend. “I need to either get a new flatmate, or try to find s

NOTHING said “home” like the kitchen of Nant-y-Bri Farm at breakfast time. Delicious frying pan smells hung heavy in the air and the scrape of cutlery on willow pattern plates indicated the family had

IT’S OK! I have organised everything. “Just turn up at the school car park in your tartan gladrags,” Orla said. This was after her announcement that Mrs Mitchell’s Retirement Do would take place at Bu

IT’S only for two days,” Mark said, dropping a kiss on Sylvie’s cheek. His nearness warmed her, and she reached out for him as though a hug could stop him from leaving. Stop her from being alone all w