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Libby was excited to go round to Fiona’s for supper . . .
BY BETH WATSO
MORNINGS at the Coffee Pod officially began the moment Primrose flipped the laminated sign from Sorry We’re Closed to the inviting We’re Open! Come On In! Unofficially, of course, they began a good sp
CALEB didn’t know how he’d found himself in this position, or how he was suddenly looking forward to it. He just couldn’t help himself from smiling as he got ready for Sadie’s wedding. The last weddin
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
THE cold morning air made Caleb’s cheeks sting as he walked to Buttons and Bows. It was still dark and far earlier than he liked to be out, but there was no question of his getting any more sleep. And
DOREEN was cleaning her bedroom window when she looked down and saw her daughter come in by the back gate. The young woman took a deep breath before she started walking down the path. Oh, no! Not anot
It was one of those cool misty mornings when Lucy had no firm idea how she wanted to spend her day. Nothing had leapt to the top of her to-do list when today’s planned coffee morning with her daughter