My book club

THAT’S it. It stops right now.” To add oomph to the point, Gloria smacked the soft arms of her chair with her palms. Idly Scott noticed the small puffs of dust that arose and made a mental note that i

I don’t remember how I got into reading. Neither of my parents were big readers, and we didn’t have bookshelves at home – but I loved visiting the library. I could spend hours there, completely lost i

Who was the mystery author of Christine’s novel?

Stumbling over the soft sand, Rachel wished she had worn her flat sandals. Her husband Nik, hands in pockets, walked a few paces ahead. The evening sun glinted off the silver that had recently appeare

STACEY was nervous but excited, too. After three years of missing out on a summer holiday because she had no-one to go away with, she’d decided to book a place on a singles trip. She hadn’t picked any

After yet another row,Sara’s husband had finally taken drastic action