Star of the show

LAUREN sat in the audience listening to the excited buzz around her. Amy’s school had made a huge effort to put on this concert to commemorate November the fifth, which was last Wednesday. Tonight, Sa

I WAS lonely. Papa was a preacher and we lived and travelled in a painted wooden wagon, pulled by Jessie, a large and docile shire horse. We had few possessions; there was no room for what Papa called

IRIS walked slowly to the front door of her Victorian villa in Fairley, a sleepy Sussex village. It had begun, she fumed silently – the “invasion” of her home. Of course, she’d been expecting it. Her

A WAVE the size of a house crashed down upon the deck. Soaked to the skin, Dinah landed in a crumpled sail at the foot of the mast. “I had another of those stress dreams,” Dinah said, when Ken joined

WHEN Flyn comes home and announces there’s going to be a match, Hannah feels football fever sweep through their house. This will be Sunnybrook’s first ever football match. Away. Against another school

It was a week before Christmas, grey and cold, but finally the Christmas shopping was finished. Home at last, and after standing in a supermarket queue for almost an hour with a trolley bulging with f