Postcards From a Stranger (Postcards #1)

by Imogen Clark

It’s funny how your mind rewrites history with the benefit of hindsight.

Love is a learned behaviour, I understand. If you’re not shown it then you struggle to demonstrate it to others.

Is it a learned behavior? It came so easy with my children yet i dont feel it from my own mother.

So many fabulous-looking lives are fake. People only share the good parts and skip over the bad. Perfect, eye-sparkling, snow-dusted,

It’s too late to go back to the hotel and change. I can’t run the risk of Ursula getting impatient and leaving before I get back. I’ll just have to brazen it out. I can go straight to the ladies’ when