1 Billie Brown liked to keep her day tidy. It was a deal she’d made with herself a long time ago. Thirty minutes before a client arrived for an appointment, she would cross the floor several times and check everything was as it should be. Twenty minutes before, she would watch people coming and going out on the street, the bustle of London settling her in a way she couldn’t describe. And fifteen minutes before, she would retreat to her office and wait for her assistant to a

Grace Parker’s new front door had a personality, and today, it was furious with her. She stood outside her freshly purchased and slightly crumbling cottage at the edge of Thistlecroft, wrestling with the swollen wooden frame for the tenth time that morning. Brenda, her golden retriever, sat beside her with a squeaky fox in her mouth, watching on as if it was quality entertainment. “Oh, don’t just sit there judging me,” Grace muttered as she puffed a strand of blonde hair fro

“I’ll have another!” Aoife glared at Zara from the other side of the bar, trying to decide if her best friend was already drunk or just...

Hayley McAllister lowered her oversized gym bag to the floor, staring up at the house she’d grown up in. It was hard to believe her...

Well, this was it. The moment Emma had been dreading for months. It was one thing to be back in the UK after living a life of simplicity...