Better late than never

DEIRDRE leaned back on her sunbed and sighed. The view couldn’t have been more beautiful: rocky arid terrain rising from the sea, boats pottering about in the bay . . . Nearby, a luxury yacht was anch

Y ou’ve done what?’ Mel threw her bag ...

ELLA stood in the church porch, chatting nervously to the other bridesmaid. They were waiting for Julia, the mother of the bride. Ella had glanced inside the church when she first arrived to check whe

CAN’T you hurry?” Stuart was saying urgently to his nurse, Alice. “You mustn’t let her get away! “Can’t you get these tubes out of me?” “Leave those tubes alone, Stuart. I’m going as fast as I can,” A

ELLA read the e-mail again. So, Stuart was missing her. And of course, she was missing him. Terribly. Her finger felt naked without the diamond she’d been so thrilled with. Yet he’d still taken a job

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