Love on the run

The Flamingo Diaries

JOGGERS are everywhere and, as far as I can see, they keep coming despite the rain. Pony-tailed teenagers like me are taking selfies as they jostle for a place on the start line. But unlike me, they l

INGLEFIELD Publishing Group, Primrose Barry speaking, good morning.” Primrose heard the coins drop at the other end of the line. Someone calling from a telephone kiosk. “Primrose?” Hearing her sister’

I JUST couldn’t get used to New York. I always felt as if it was closing in on me. That’s why I strode along the sidewalks at a pace, just as everyone else seemed to. It was as if there was no tomorro

TESS was completely disorientated when she woke up. Her eyes flickered open and she found herself facing an unfamiliar pale green wall. The room, wherever it was, held a faint hint of the new wallpape

The only finish line that matters As ...