Irene’s war

IT was new to Eleanor, this feeling. An image of Michele floated into her mind during every moment of her day – an outline of him, or the colour of his eyes. He disturbed her vision when he wasn’t pre

MISS, I say hold on!” a distant male voice called. Briefly glancing over her shoulder while emerging from Evelyn’s the furriers, Molly Warley smartened her pace and continued walking along London’s Sl

IF there was one thing Glenda Williams had always been proud of, it was her organisational skills. At school, the other girls had always come to her for help when sorting out their revision timetables

TESS was the mother of three grown-up sons. So she had imagined a wedding in the family, and pictured herself there, many times. She had seen herself in a floaty chiffon dress, possibly in mint green,

GRACE pulled her coat tighter as she hurried from the air raid shelter to find Mabel with the tea wagon. It was her first day volunteering, and she was anxious to make a good impression. Mabel had alr

AURORA BERNARDI had done well in life. Once they were settled in the more comfortable chairs at the back of the church, Father Marcello learned about that from her, and about why she was in Florence.