Dusty’s dig

It’s just one of those things that can’t be helped.” Dad’s voice was muffled, his head in the understairs cupboard. “But I’m meant to be going shopping with Hannah and Evie this afternoon.” Chloe stoo

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

Ben hunched over in the cab of the lorry, eyes cast down, earphones firmly in place. He tugged his hoodie further over his face and ramped up his music, trying to drown out his stepdad, along with the

Jane stared through the kitchen window as water splattered the paving stones outside. The gutter needed clearing again. Leaves from next-door’s cherry tree would have clogged it, as it did every autum

IT was Penny’s original suggestion that transformed my five-year hermit-like existence. In fact, it would become a game-changer for me. It all began when Frank, my late husband, applied for an allotme

SO you’ll be all right, Meg?” I smile at my sister-in-law and summon confidence I don’t have. “Of course. We’ll be fine, won’t we?” My lovely nieces nod and come and stand at my side. “And any problem