Kate Hewitt
I am a bestselling author of both novels and short fiction. I love writing stories of compelling, relatable emotion. You can find out more about my work at kate-hewitt.com
A Village Affair
A few weeks later she’d learned to adjust to this new normal—elevenses alone and a certain aloofness from Peter—when she came into his study late one afternoon to tell him she was leaving, only to find the curtains drawn against the summer sunshine as he sat in his chair, his head bowed.
Kate HewittPublished about 20 hours ago in HumansA Village Affair
She woke up to syrupy sunlight pooling on the bed and as she languorously stretched her arms and legs she felt like a pat of butter melting on a piece of toast. She showered and put on her same clothes, and despite the wine and the lack of a toothbrush or fresh underwear, she felt surprisingly clean, wonderfully refreshed.
Kate HewittPublished 6 days ago in HumansFive Different Places to Visit in New York City
New York City is one of the most amazing places in the world! It's a city of twenty-four hour energy, entertainment and action. I lived there for five years, and still don't feel I've discovered all of its nooks and crannies. When talking to would-be tourists, the usual suspects are on their list--Times Square, Metropolitan Museum of Art, Central Park... they are all worthy places to go, but what about a few other lesser-known places to make you feel like a real New Yorker?
Kate HewittPublished 6 days ago in WanderThe New Girls
The children are all streaming towards the school doors and the other mums and dads have long gone, but I’m still there, half-hiding behind the school gate as I watch Chloe wander into school. She walks alone, and my heart twists inside me as I see two girls near her join arms and skip towards the doors. No one even seems to see her, but then why should they? Today is her first day and I know how that goes. No matter what age you are, it is so brutally hard to be the new girl.
Kate HewittPublished 6 days ago in FamiliesA Village Affair
In May she decided she needed to tackle his study. She broached it over their elevenses—pistachio macaroons today—and Peter looked alarmed.
Kate HewittPublished 7 days ago in HumansWinds of Change
There is a stiff breeze blowing today, and for the first time in years I think it’s a washing day wind. I used to always peg my washing out on a line, but in recent years, when it’s just been Andrew and me, I’ve made do with a drying rack in the kitchen. More convenient, really, especially since I work during the day. Even before the boys left home Andrew surprised me with a tumble dryer--not the most romantic of presents, perhaps, but I was ecstatic at the time, even if I don’t use it much anymore. We hardly ever have a full load between the two of us.
Kate HewittPublished 8 days ago in FamiliesApril in Paris
I stare across the cute little café table while you fumble for something in your pocket. All around us shoppers and lovers stream past in this city for romantics and hopefuls. The sun is warm, the breezy a balmy promise, and the cherry trees lining the Champs Elysées are dripping with blowsy pink puffballs of blossom. April in Paris. It should be perfect, especially when I see what was in your pocket. A black velvet box, the kind that only holds one sort of ring. It should be perfect, but it isn’t.
Kate HewittPublished 8 days ago in HumansA Village Affair
One morning Sarah ran out of eggs for the quiche she was making for Peter’s dinner and went to the little post office shop down the high street. She felt cheerful, like a housewife from some period drama, as she walked down the narrow street with a wicker basket on her arm; it had belonged to Rachel, but Peter had said she could use it. She hummed under her breath and tilted her head to a fragile blue sky. It was nearly April, and the slight breeze held the promise of spring.
Kate HewittPublished 8 days ago in Humans
