By the river’s edge

YOU don’t even speak to him. I don’t understand why we have to go.” Mia was being difficult again. Eliza glanced at her daughter’s pouting face in the rear view mirror, and her slight crow’s feet deep

CATHY grunted as she struggled to open a jar of marmalade. Standing tall and athletic, amidst boxes piled high on the scarred wooden table in her new farmhouse kitchen, she inhaled the scents of woods

MARCIA watched her grandson Matthew carefully as they toured the sumptuous interior of Moitlet Hall. To the other visitors, it no doubt seemed he was in awe of the opulent furnishings, wonderful artwo

Thrilled to be given a break, Rosie discovered that not everyone was happy for her

IT was a fine, windy day in September, and Rosalind Aston had an odd feeling that she was in love. The emotion was new, and she could not be sure, but she luxuriated in it as she walked towards the ha

They had made memories there – a place of love and hope