A fleeting encounter

IT had been a long, hard drive. Frances had left early, hoping to get away before the rush hour – only to discover that the rush hour started earlier still. She stopped for a break further south than

Mary was as good as any lad – and she was going to prove it

MORWENNA stood motionless, the gusting wind buffeting her. The music she could hear came in snatches, brought to her on the waves of the wind. There was a pale moon. If she got to the headland, she mi

A hidden secret proved to Annie that bravery came in many forms

So, what do you think we should get Elsie this year? She’ll be a hundred and one next Saturday.” Jemma beckoned her husband over to her laptop where ‘Granny Gifts’ ranging from bird baths to potted ja

THE last specks of rain of the previous night’s storm pattered against the widow of the drawing-room. Meryl Stewart sat at the keyboard of her baby grand, working her way through the piano arrangement