My singing was awful. Didn't matter as the audience were drunk, I could see Lorna sticking her tongue down John's thr...

The lights dimmed. Mary-Rose, in her black-and-white jail-striped dress entered the stage from the left. My left, not...

She sang. Her beautiful voice rang out through the dense smoke in the room, pushing out into the ears, minds and hear...

Until now, she'd never thought of herself as pretty. The purple satin fabric reaching her feet. Hair tied up beautifu...

She looked in the mirror and thought about that one guy. The guy who always smiled her way. The only person every to ...

Not really that pretty But lovely Strong flowing She sat on the beach watching the last sunset We were tense and sa...