Jenna didn’t wait to see the train pull out of Ipswich station. She had helped her mother take her bag out of the back of the car, and...

“Thank you, Jennifer.” Patricia slid into the passenger seat of her daughter’s Peugeot, in a manner which must have been instilled in her...

I have never known grief such as this. And I feel ashamed, for only six months ago my son, my sweet little baby, died one hot June...

“So how did it go?” Jenna hung her coat over the hook on the back of the workroom door, and turned to greet her employer. Andrew was...

Aldeburgh library on a Monday morning was very quiet, although Jenna had ascertained from a poster that there would be a children’s...

My Tom came to our house today. He had just a servant at his back. I watched from the window of my mother’s chamber, for I knew to expect...

“Welcome to the freezer.” Andrew Marshall unlocked the door of his shop and ushered Jenna through. Inside was almost as cold as it was...

“Hello, Jenna,” said Marcus King, when she opened the door to him at twenty past seven on Friday evening. “You look absolutely gorgeous.”...

Father has returned from London today, and as soon as he has eaten and refreshed himself from the long journey, he calls me to him. I...

The cottage that Rosie and Jenna had once dubbed ‘the witch’s house’ wasn’t far out of her way back home. She drove out of Aldeburgh,...

Typically, Jenna’s mobile phone rang downstairs just as she had sunk down into a hot, foaming bath. She spent all of two seconds...

Today I met the man I will marry. He does not know this. Nor does my mother, nor do any of my sisters. I am only fourteen, after all, and...

“Ready?” “As we’ll ever be. I think.” Jenna looked around the kitchen, ticking items off on her fingers. “Food – check. Drink – check....

Saskia and her daughter arrived on Christmas Eve, a much more pleasant day than the one which had preceded it. An early frost had melted...

“It seems as if it will take forever!” Mother is very patient. She is much more patient than I deserve. I do not think this at the time,...

Jenna parked her red Peugeot by the side of the road and switched off the engine. Without its noise, the roar of the wind outside could...

One of Nanna May’s mantras, in times of stress or trouble, had been, ‘Nothing is ever as bad as you think it’ll be.’ Jenna, dreading...

London is so many things – noisy, terrifying, stinking, a mad hurly burly of so many people of all conditions, from the wealthy who ride,...

It was so unexpected, so devastating, that at first she couldn’t say anything. Language seemed to have left her, and abruptly, all the...

“Jenna! Good to see you again. How are you?” Today, Emma James’s office was gloomy, while outside the rain poured down. The lovely...