La vida

The Wall on Her Side Claire, why are you wading into this conversation again? Simon didnt even bother

Wrappers Well, arent you a bit of a wrapper, George! puffed old Mrs Sybil, spitting near her neighbours

Such a beautiful reflection… it leaves one at a loss for words. There once was a woman, Alice

A Match, By Appointment Evelyn sat at her desk, submerged in the surreal paperwork of a place that felt

Fragments of Friendship I trudged home after a crushing day at the office, each step heavier than the last.

Neighbour Upstairs Helen, where did you put my pot? The big one, the one I use for stew? Mrs.

The Pact of Love Many years ago, Emily sat at a vast oak table piled high with wedding catalogues.

Liberation I woke to the sharp, insistent shrill of my mobile ringingcutting violently through my sleep

A beautiful reflection words almost fail me Once, long ago, there was an Englishwoman named Grace who

You really think I dont notice? It was a cold, grey evening in London. Mary stood in the kitchen, unpacking