Magic at the market

JENNA arrived at nine o’clock to open up the stall. Since Lily had been working on her dissertation until the early hours of the morning, she was having a lie-in and would arrive later. Jenna wasn’t l

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

THESE new candles smell divine, Auntie.” Lily took the lid off a tin containing a Gingerbread Hug scented candle and inhaled. “Thanks,” Jenna said. “Cosy Cinnamon’s my favourite of the new collection.

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

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

Laura was out to impress – but was she missing the point?