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TESS was completely disorientated when she woke up. Her eyes flickered open and she found herself facing an unfamiliar pale green wall. The room, wherever it was, held a faint hint of the new wallpape

LIB, I’ve been thinking,” Ava said. Libby looked up from the frying pan, where the onions were just browning nicely. “Oh? Another one of your ideas?” “Maybe.” Ava tapped her lip with her finger. Lifti

INGLEFIELD Publishing Group, Primrose Barry speaking, good morning.” Primrose heard the coins drop at the other end of the line. Someone calling from a telephone kiosk. “Primrose?” Hearing her sister’

THERE could be no doubt about it – Julie was a handful. Brought up by her grandparents when her wayward mother took off, Julie seemed to have spent her young life on a mission to prove that she was no

AS the bell jangled, Kit had a feeling it would be his mystery blonde. She was slight, her summer tan fading, with hair that in a certain light appeared almost greenish like, he supposed, unripened wh

They all started out on different paths – from sales offices to science labs – but each of these professional bakers found purpose and joy in baking. Here, they tell Jill Foster why it has become a passion that continues to nourish their souls