Ethel was a heavy woman. At thirty her weight tipped the scales at 120kilograms. Perhaps some hidden
Too old for a romance, the voice whispered inside the kitchen, where I, Olive, held a steaming mug in
Come on, get moving and make a good impression on the guests, said James, his grin wide as his relatives
I was standing in the kitchen when Alice burst out of her sisters flat, breathless. Are you pregnant?
Emma Clarke froze in the doorway, her fingers clenching her husbands phone as if it might explode.
“Emma!” Oliver shouted from across the road. Emma let out a heavy sigh, set her grocery bags
Saturday in early April found the flat of Blythe Clarke and Arthur Bennett humming along its usual weekend rhythm.
Emily, hold on! I havent cheated, you hear me? Want me to swear on my health? Or on my mother?
All troubles start in the same way. “Edward, are you serious? Off to your mum’s again?”
Youve achieved nothing, my husband says, unaware that his new boss is my son from my previous marriage. Shirt!