HOME ALONE 13: HOLIDAY IN THE HACIENDA

Being abandoned by his family every Christmas as a child had set off the downward spiral. Thirty years later, he had finally hit rock bottom. Cassandra lay naked on the bed, her skin blotchy and bruised, the needle still hanging out her arm. He shelled out the notes from his wallet and left them on … Continue reading HOME ALONE 13: HOLIDAY IN THE HACIENDA

POIROT’S COFFEE AT DEAUVILLE

'When did it become fashionable for the French not to serve coffee in a china teacup and saucer?' Madame Beaumont said, loud enough to ensure the maitre d' would hear. 'Mother,' Alice chided. 'You shall have to get used to it once I have married Jacques.' 'Alice, once you have married Jacques we shall no longer … Continue reading POIROT’S COFFEE AT DEAUVILLE