‘Difficult childhood…’ she thought. The past and the present slid apart. She remembered the long, weary journey from Berlin with Mama, how it had rained,
As the old saying goes, a chef without taste buds is like a toilet without a flush. As the old saying goes, a chef who
Blurb – There used to be an empty chair at the back of my class, but now a new boy called Ahmet is sitting in
I think Mum already knew the answer because her lips looked like they were about to smile. I didn’t think she’d tell me off, even
For my first book bytes post, I am sharing a poem titled Happiness written by a 13 year old boy from the book Charlie and Me. Book Bytes is a bi-monthly post hosted by Tulika Singh on her blog Beataboutthebook.wordpress.com.
Magic is real, Thomas. No matter what happens, always remember that magic is real. Blurb – Seven years have passed and Thomas hasn’t forgotten. He