I hate these affairs”, he’d told her once, tearing up an engraved invitation to an exclusive charity ball. “They’re the worst kind of discrimination. An invitation doesn’t really mean that you’re invited; it means that...

Motherhood doesn’t have a nationality

How can you fall in love at first sight when you can’t even see?

We always protect our heads, our faces,’ he commented as he followed a half-step behind and to her left. It’s pure instinct; to shield the eyes. The irony is that the blind have no eyes...

Cassie fumbled helplessly beneath the shade of the ancient oak, still searching for her second shoe.The first had been easy to find, having landed close to where she had kicked it off; and when her...