A bit of sparkle

Tap tap tap… The sound pulled Judy away from thoughts such as ‘What am I doing here?’ and ‘Is it too late to go back?’ Back to her old life. Back to before all of this. Could something be exciting and

THE buildings on either side of the street seemed to bend in upon Meg Talbot. Their upper windows were looming as she picked her way through the slime and detritus. She could hardly see the September

Angela was in a far-from-festive fix – but her luck changed after an encounter with someone special

MARIE peered out of the front room window, wondering if people would be on time. And not only that – what if nobody showed? She let the net curtain drop, listening to the kettle whistling in the kitch

STAY still,” a strong, male voice commanded from the gloom. The autumn sun was setting on Wildwood Cottage, silhouetting its undulating structure dramatically against a charcoal and orange sky. “Well,

THE Misses Frobisher were new to Durham. They had chosen the city as their place of residence for its size. It was a proper city, but not so large that one could not walk from one end to the other eas