The fruits of love

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

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

It looked like a bleak Christmas for all – until Becky had a bright idea

‘D’you remember that day…’ Jimmy says, looking wistful. Oh, I think, he’s going to say: ‘…when we sat on that Sicilian beach and watched the sunset.’ Or, ‘…when our children were born and you were so

When Julie Bray, 63, popped into the supermarket, it changed everything…

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