Taste of Mountain Life
The note was waiting outside Diane Foster’s condo when she came home from the library.
Evelyn arrived just before a snowstorm. No call. No message. No warning. One moment I was chopping carrots
When Graham’s car turned onto the snowy street, Anna became seventeen again. She would glance through
He Traded His Wife for a Younger Woman. Years Later, He Arrived at Her Birthday Carrying White Roses
Helen Ward had spent the morning of her seventieth birthday arranging flowers on the back veranda
I had been a mother for thirty-four years, but the first time I became a grandmother, I felt as nervous
The first thing Lucas said when his grandmother brought him to my house was, “It smells like cinnamon in here.
The first snow of the season fell over the Ontario neighbourhood while Emily sat beside the window, holding
Frank Holloway lived in Oregon timber country, where rain darkened the roads and fir trees climbed the
In the outer suburbs of Melbourne, summer evenings can stay hot long after sunset. That was when I walked
Caleb Reed was not cruel, dishonest, or stupid. That was what made his wasted life so difficult for his