Pen pals

I’VE never met anyone who writes letters before. Not with actual pen and writing paper.” From the way Abbie is looking at me, anyone could be forgiven for thinking I am in the middle of some complicat

LESLEY patted her tearful granddaughter’s hand sympathetically and tried desperately to think of something to cheer her up. What could she say to a fourteen-year-old who thought her life was over beca

PAM glanced up at the clock on the far wall of the classroom. Just half an hour to go until the summer holidays began. Six blissful pupil-free weeks, to be spent mostly gardening and binge watching pe

When journalist and author Hunter Davies lost his wife of more than 50 years, the novelist Margaret Forster, he began writing to her instead

LOTS of people who meet Jean and me seem to be under the impression that we’ve been friends since we were girls, but this is not the case. I was in my seventies when I first met Jean. I’d felt rather

Why did Meg’s new boss keep texting? He was driving her crazy