Helen Varras' Story Book

"I would not go in there on my own, Lass!" His voice frightened me to death, where on earth did he come from! Yes, it was a dim...

   She sat on a stone at the bank of the River Wharfe in Langstrothdale, her arms folded around the long skirt that covered her legs, and...

It is one of those days today. A day full of all sorts of emotions and one of them is feeling homesick. Strange though as I am at home! An...