I’m naturally blonde, but my hair goes darker as the years pass, so now I require a blonde ‘top-up’ every six months. I say goodbye and thank Monique for turning up and dragging me out of the doldrums, with a promise to ring her tomorrow. I have twenty minutes before I nee...
You may be reading this novella from outside of South Yorkshire, England. This story is centred around the Turner family, who I hope you will become familiar with as I write further novellas in the series, all complete stand-alone stories. While I refrained from writing in the broad Yorkshire sty...
Gabe isn’t there. A realisation occurs, that he’s not leaving me, but rather he’s running away. We’re so similar it hurts. At the office I wait until ten and then I make a phone call I’ve been thinking about for some time. I arrange a meeting for after work. I could have done with it being at lun...
I can’t help thinking this is a lot of effort to get a date with a bird. Meanwhile, my mother is basking in my father's rare adulation about the house being in peak condition. Not bad for her not lifting a finger. My parents summon me into the lounge for a meeting. No doubt a parental update as t...
This has got to stop. Too much time has passed. I need to focus on Leo being a dad to Trey. So it’s perfect timing when Cam calls and asks me if I want to go clubbing with her. I remember what my nan used to say. The best way to get over one man is to get under another. So here we are. It's Frida...
Fucking hell. It's time to bring everything together. Chris carries in our suits from the wedding hire place he found. I get him to hang them over the wardrobe door in the spare room. They're all wrapped in plastic suit covers. Next he brings in Stella's wedding dress. The VB one. This spare room...
I turn around to see Adrian partly sitting up in bed, staring at the wall ahead. I smile. ‘Morning.’ ‘Oh, yeah, morning, Amber.’ ‘What’s wrong?’ I sit up concerned. ‘I, oh God it’s such a mess.’ He puts his head in his hands. ‘Oh, my God, you still love her, don’t you?’ I wrap the duvet tight aro...