La vida

When Patience Turns into Strength Emily was perched at the edge of her bed, clutching that wretched shirt

A Husband for the Weekend The chop sat exactly in the middle of the plate. Alex stared at it and felt

They decided for me Voices drifted from the garden shed, and Margaret caught her own name on the wind

Bananas for Granny And dont forget the bananas for Granny Betty! Only the small ones, like she likes!

When Patience Turns Into Strength Emily sat on the edge of their bed, gripping Marks shirt in her hands

The memory of her father was betrayed. Lydia Simmons had been shuffling through the mews for the better

Ruined Children Youve spoilt him rotten! Always indulging him, and now hes got you wrapped round his

Porridge Instead of Truffles I stood by the cooker, watching as the delicate cream-and-truffle sauce I’

I was drifting through the attic like a moth in the haze of a London dusk when a battered envelope slipped

The Hidden Asset “Are you wearing that jumper again?” Margaret’s voice carried an edge