STAY still,” a strong, male voice commanded from the gloom. The autumn sun was setting on Wildwood Cottage, silhouetting its undulating structure dramatically against a charcoal and orange sky. “Well,

I CANNOT apologise enough for the soup, Miss Porter. I am most dreadfully sorry. “I do believe I need another cook,” Mr Langley said to his dinner guest. He put his spoon down, unable to consume any m

I’m so glad that you decided to come.’ I took hold of Penny’s arm and ushered her inside. ‘Laura and Judith are in the living room, waiting to carve the jack-o’-lanterns.’ Penny looked less than keen

G av drove home, glancing up at the ...

JIM TEMPLEMAN smiled at Primrose across the table. “I’m sorry the way things worked out at lunch yesterday. “That agent of mine could talk your ear off but I guess he didn’t think to involve you in th

Did doing good really reap rewards? Emma decided to give it a try