The art of connection

ANOTHER look at the dashboard clock: 21.06. The plane’s due to leave in under two hours. With the turn-off for the airport within sight, I ease on to the accelerator, suppressing a groan as the cars i

AS she sat in a pew about halfway down, Stacy wondered why she had accepted the invitation. It would have been easy to graciously decline, and no-one would have really batted an eyelid after all she h

George did more than just deliver food…

MANY years ago, Jess read a line in a novel that stayed with her. According to that book, everyone is triggered by the handwriting of one particular person, and this handwriting, throughout their life

RUNNER-UP

They had made memories there – a place of love and hope