The bracelet

A rush of warmth welcomes me as I open the café door. I take a moment to catch my breath, unbutton my coat and look around for Helen. She’s sitting at our favourite table in the corner, and I give her

MORNINGS at the Coffee Pod officially began the moment Primrose flipped the laminated sign from Sorry We’re Closed to the inviting We’re Open! Come On In! Unofficially, of course, they began a good sp

When it came to revenge, Margaret had it down to a fine art

ICY sleet hit the restaurant window, making me glad I was in the warmth of the restaurant, until Luca appeared from the kitchen, wearing a frown. “Sorry, bella Bella, we’ve another order for delivery,

‘A re you sure you want the car?’ Angie ...

IS this desk OK to use?” Eva asked. “Yes, that’s fine,” Joanna replied. “We’re meant to hot-desk, but people always end up in the same place. “I’m always over there by the radiator and Adam usually si