Not my cup of tea?

IT had been a long, hard drive. Frances had left early, hoping to get away before the rush hour – only to discover that the rush hour started earlier still. She stopped for a break further south than

An encounter with a handsome stranger left Georgia in a spin

Enough! I can’t take any more,’ yelled Erin, storming out and slamming the door. Any hope of family harmony instantly vanished along with her dream weekend relaxing in a luxurious retreat. Marching al

THE clamour of seagulls woke Frances. For a moment, she was disorientated. Not so much in place – she knew this bedroom well – as in time. She had the odd feeling that none of the last 30-odd years ha

I n the corner of the drawing room ...

GRAN, you know I love the hotel. But I’m not the person you need,” Emma said. “You publicise those events you run,” her gran, Betty, replied. “I’m sure you could use some of those skills to help build