Reading between the lines

GWEN slipped off her pumps and poured herself a cuppa from the brown teapot with its knitted cover. She sighed contentedly as she leaned back in the kitchen chair and picked up her post. It had been a

Emily looked out of the window as the plane began its descent, frantically sucking a Polo as her ears complained about the drop in pressure. “You suffering?” the man in the next seat asked, looking co

Who was the mystery author of Christine’s novel?

Freya’s new boyfriend seemed nice. As she sat opposite him in the lounge, Jane smiled while counting off dates in her head. It had been six months since her daughter’s last appearance. Freya’s head wa

S u nbathing on the terrace of the ...

THAT’S it. It stops right now.” To add oomph to the point, Gloria smacked the soft arms of her chair with her palms. Idly Scott noticed the small puffs of dust that arose and made a mental note that i