Kate padded barefoot into the lounge, adorable in his too-big jumper and jogging bottoms. Alex was sitting behind the coffee table in the centre of the curl around sofa. Set out on the table was a veritable feast compared...

I can’t seem to get Meg out of my mind. At times, my lust for her feels as if she is a leech, sucking the lifeblood out of my heart. For me, at least, our nightly ritual of exploring...