From the heart

RUTH climbed the narrow path to Windlow Hill. She had a canvas bag in one hand and her mother’s old cardigan tucked under the other. Below, the village looked almost as it had in her childhood – white

Our pick of your best letters and some wise words from our favourite stars…

HELLO, little one!” Penny Dauntless greeted a robin-redbreast, who cocked his head as she pushed along her trolley of post on the daily round. “How often is there such a perfect mid-December morning?”

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

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

For 25 years Farrah Storr sought answers to a heartbreaking rejection at 17. When she eventually found them, she realised she’d been looking in the wrong places all along