Ian Whitaker rushes down the bustling high street, his mind racing as if a hidden foe chases him. He has a boardroom vote in an hour...
Heres the menu, have everything ready by five; Im not going to spend my jubilee standing in the kitchen, the motherinlaw commands, though she immediately regrets...
I realised that my motherinlaw was ill, keeping her diagnosis secret while still fussing over meher daughterinlaw. Even now she was already planning how to secure...
I recall how my brother declared, Well spend the entire summer at your cottage, as if it were a simple plan. I had barely found the...
The air in the garden seemed to have stopped moving. It hung heavy, thick with the scents of summer and something bitter, acridlike burnt plastic mixed...
Oliver slams the fridge door, nearly scattering the contents, and a magnet clatters to the floor with a sharp clang. Emma stands opposite him, pale, her...
Ian drove off for a week to his lovers flat, hoping to reeducate his wife. He came back to find a new reality waiting in the...
Emily, has Tom told you anything yet? the motherinlaw asked, her voice brisk. Listen, were expecting up to twenty guests, so well start the preparations in...
At my late husbands funeral a silverhaired stranger leaned close and murmured, Now we are free. He was the man I had loved in my twentieth...
My future daughterinlaw once said, Only true mothers sit in the front row, and my son answered in a way that left everyone seeing the truth....