Author: Harlan Covington

The morning bell hadnt yet chimed when Oliver Whitmore slipped quietly into St. Georges Secondary School

My wife Charlotte passed away five years ago. I raised our daughter Sophie on my own. We attended my

Once upon a time in the rolling hills of Cornwall, there lived a man named Alistair Whitcombe, the pride

THE MAN WHO PLANTED TREES TO BREATHE AGAIN When he was diagnosed with COPD, James Carter was 58 and had

The night of my wedding was meant to be the happiest moment of my life. I sat at the dressing table

STARS SHOES Star was eleven years old and walked barefoot through the cobbled streets of Canterbury

**The Song That Never Played on the Radio** When Eleanor first stepped through the door of the village

THE BENCH OF THE MAN NOBODY SAW Every morning, as the first rays of sunlight brushed the rooftops of

In a cosy little café tucked away on Burton Street, squeezed between old red-brick houses and narrow

**The Quiet Battle** Emma lingered by the window a moment longer, watching the dusk settle over the rooftops