Silent night

I LOOKED at my allocated “bed” underneath the back window of the caravan and wondered. Firstly, about my chances of getting a good night since I was already sleeping badly. And secondly, what madness

JOSH dabbed expertly at the cut he’d just finished sewing up. He’d made a neat job of it and it should heal very nicely, leaving only a line. It wouldn’t be seen, anyway, once the cat’s fur grew back.

SOMETIMES it felt as if I was the only competent one in the family. Take our big American trip, for instance. Everyone – my husband and all the kids – had been bungling it from the start. I suppose th

Her husband was on a life or death mission – but Jess needed him too

After yet another row,Sara’s husband had finally taken drastic action

ARE you still available to look after the twins next week?” Jill winced as she heard her sister Claire’s question. She turned away to fill the kettle, trying to avoid eye contact. “Tell me you haven’t