Juliette Mead

Prologue The best stories are the ones that make you laugh and cry. Enrico told this story several times, and it generally made people laugh. It used to make him cry. Lucy would get him to repeat it while he sliced paper-thin rashers of pancetta, or scooped the glistening balls of creamy buffalo...

^oioguE April 1993 By the time Maggie had shovelled the baby into a dry sleepsuit and was snapping the last button, she heard the front door slam, and Oliver's feet bounding up the staircase. She was unbuttoning her jeans as Oliver strode into their bedroom. Her husband was as fair as she was,...

PROLOGUE I am going to tell you a love story. A true one. Before I begin, I want you to know a couple of things. For starters, neither boy nor girl is love's young dream, certainly not the girl, seeing as she's me, and not the boy either, who happens to be the man I love and is about to...