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
Where Happiness is Born Mum, look what I made! I worked so hard! And my teacher said it was brilliant!
A Husband for the Weekend A fishcake sat exactly in the centre of the plate. Alex stared at it as his
Arranged Introductions by Appointment Alison sat at her desk, completely absorbed in her paperwork.
Helen went to her parents for New Yearsleaving her husbands family fuming when they learned theyd have
A Contract of Love Today finds me at our old oak dining table, practically buried underneath a mountain