The bridge between us

JENNY stepped on to the grass and watched the runner pass along the towpath. It wasn’t the first time she’d seen him. Regardless of the weather, he wore black shorts, a purple T-shirt and sky blue tra

T HE FOX STOOD IN THE shadows of ...

NOTHING said “home” like the kitchen of Nant-y-Bri Farm at breakfast time. Delicious frying pan smells hung heavy in the air and the scrape of cutlery on willow pattern plates indicated the family had

IT’S only for two days,” Mark said, dropping a kiss on Sylvie’s cheek. His nearness warmed her, and she reached out for him as though a hug could stop him from leaving. Stop her from being alone all w

IT’S perfect,” I said. “Just think of all the time I’ll save on commuting. I’ll even be able to come home for lunch if I want to.” Mum didn’t look convinced. Of course, she was pleased that I’d found

It was still early when Marnie slipped out of the hotel and made her way down the narrow Calle de le Rasse. In a matter of moments, she was looking out over Venice’s Grand Canal. She watched a fishing