Ellen and Jack had such a glamourous lifestyle I couldn't help compare our lives with theirs...
I clutched Paul’s hand tight as the plane banked and turned to land.
“You’re not scared, are you?” Paul asked with a cheeky grin.
“No,” I told him. “Just excited.”
It was our first visit to Austria and I could hardly take in the quiet beauty of it all. Paul and I had been married for two years, and this was our first holiday. We’d sacrificed last year’s holiday to decorate our house and buy new furniture.
“Oh, darling, this was really worth waiting for,” I said, squeezing Paul’s hand.
He turned and kissed me lightly.
“Good,” he said. “I think so, too.”
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Thursday, 22 July 2010
Thursday, 1 July 2010
The Missing Body
“You must have heard it!” I whispered as I shook Sandra awake. She yawned. “Go back to sleep - you were dreaming.” How I wish I had been...
A sharp noise, like a door slamming, had jolted me awake. In the other single bed in the chalet Sandra slept on, but I lay listening to the muffled noises from the chalet next door.
“Shut up and let me sleep,” I muttered into the darkness. “Some of us have to work tomorrow.”
I turned over in the narrow bed and closed my eyes again. Sandra and I had been determined to do something different this summer, and impulsively we’d applied for jobs in the gift shop of a self-catering holiday village in the South of France.
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A sharp noise, like a door slamming, had jolted me awake. In the other single bed in the chalet Sandra slept on, but I lay listening to the muffled noises from the chalet next door.
“Shut up and let me sleep,” I muttered into the darkness. “Some of us have to work tomorrow.”
I turned over in the narrow bed and closed my eyes again. Sandra and I had been determined to do something different this summer, and impulsively we’d applied for jobs in the gift shop of a self-catering holiday village in the South of France.
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Who Needs Love
I wasn't looking for a holiday romance. Sun, sea and relaxation, that's all I wanted. But life's full of suprises...
The first time I saw Angela she was walking through Las Palmas Airport. The second time she was lying on a sun lounger in a very brief bikini, her soft slender body turning golden brown. She was one gorgeous lady.
A suitably bribed waiter told me her name and that she was on holiday with her sister. Which was all I needed to know. From that it wasn’t difficult to engineer a meeting and dazzle her with my charm.
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The first time I saw Angela she was walking through Las Palmas Airport. The second time she was lying on a sun lounger in a very brief bikini, her soft slender body turning golden brown. She was one gorgeous lady.
A suitably bribed waiter told me her name and that she was on holiday with her sister. Which was all I needed to know. From that it wasn’t difficult to engineer a meeting and dazzle her with my charm.
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Tuesday, 1 June 2010
Dare To Love Again
It had taken a long time to mend my broken heart, now it looked as though I’d have to mend it all over again...
“Steve? No, love, he’s not here,” the barman told me. “He left this afternoon. His job’s finished – surely he told you?”
I thanked him, picked up my drink and walked over to a quiet table. My heart was breaking, but I didn’t dare let it show. I’d had a broken heart before, and I didn’t want anyone to see it was happening again. It was more than I could bear.
How could Steve do this to me, I cried silently. Only last night as I’d lain in the warm circle of his arms he’d told me how much he loved me, that he’d never leave me. So why, when everything was going so well for us...
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“Steve? No, love, he’s not here,” the barman told me. “He left this afternoon. His job’s finished – surely he told you?”
I thanked him, picked up my drink and walked over to a quiet table. My heart was breaking, but I didn’t dare let it show. I’d had a broken heart before, and I didn’t want anyone to see it was happening again. It was more than I could bear.
How could Steve do this to me, I cried silently. Only last night as I’d lain in the warm circle of his arms he’d told me how much he loved me, that he’d never leave me. So why, when everything was going so well for us...
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Saturday, 15 May 2010
A Wedding To Remember
I wanted to postpone the wedding but Gavin wouldn't hear of it. "Mum'll come round. Wendy" he'd said. But would she...
“Wendy, wake up, love.” Mum’s voice brought me out of a deep sleep. “Your breakfast’s nearly ready.”
I opened my eyes and looked straight over to the window and breathed a sigh of relief. The sun was shining, and it was going to be a beautiful day. Or was it? There was a huge cloud hovering over me but it had nothing to do with the weather.
“Are you still worried about Mrs. Simpson?” Mum asked, sitting down on the edge of my bed.
“I just can’t help it,” I said with a sigh. Then I glanced over to the cot where my baby daughter should have been asleep.
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“Wendy, wake up, love.” Mum’s voice brought me out of a deep sleep. “Your breakfast’s nearly ready.”
I opened my eyes and looked straight over to the window and breathed a sigh of relief. The sun was shining, and it was going to be a beautiful day. Or was it? There was a huge cloud hovering over me but it had nothing to do with the weather.
“Are you still worried about Mrs. Simpson?” Mum asked, sitting down on the edge of my bed.
“I just can’t help it,” I said with a sigh. Then I glanced over to the cot where my baby daughter should have been asleep.
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Saturday, 1 May 2010
Someone To Love
When we found the puppy I didn’t suspect Carly and I would find so much more...
“But, Mummy, he’s looking for a home!” Carly’s huge blue eyes were pleading with me as she hugged the puppy in her arms. “Can’t we keep him? Oh, please...”
“I wish we could, sweetheart,” I said with a sigh. “But we can’t afford a puppy and anyway, this one’s got a collar, which means he already belongs to someone.”
“Well he can’t like them much else he wouldn’t have run away,” Carly pouted. “Anyway now he’s here, and he wants to stay!”
Carly was almost five, and with a very determined mind.
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“But, Mummy, he’s looking for a home!” Carly’s huge blue eyes were pleading with me as she hugged the puppy in her arms. “Can’t we keep him? Oh, please...”
“I wish we could, sweetheart,” I said with a sigh. “But we can’t afford a puppy and anyway, this one’s got a collar, which means he already belongs to someone.”
“Well he can’t like them much else he wouldn’t have run away,” Carly pouted. “Anyway now he’s here, and he wants to stay!”
Carly was almost five, and with a very determined mind.
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Thursday, 1 April 2010
Guilty Secret
Marrying Mike was all I wanted. But there was something I hadn’t told him. Something very important...
Today was Easter Saturday, my wedding day.
At two o’clock this afternoon I was going to marry the man I loved. I should have been happy, excited, nervous, instead I was desperately miserable. Every time I thought of Mike and the plans we’d made for our future I’d hate myself for the way I’d deceived him.
I’d been sitting staring out of my bedroom window for ages. I’d watched the dawn and felt the first warm rays of the sun, but nothing could drive away my overwhelming feelings of guilt. Since I’d said goodnight to Mike just a few hours before I’d tortured myself about not having told him all the truth about my past...
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Today was Easter Saturday, my wedding day.
At two o’clock this afternoon I was going to marry the man I loved. I should have been happy, excited, nervous, instead I was desperately miserable. Every time I thought of Mike and the plans we’d made for our future I’d hate myself for the way I’d deceived him.
I’d been sitting staring out of my bedroom window for ages. I’d watched the dawn and felt the first warm rays of the sun, but nothing could drive away my overwhelming feelings of guilt. Since I’d said goodnight to Mike just a few hours before I’d tortured myself about not having told him all the truth about my past...
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