Nowhere Lane – Chapter Seven. A Gathering Storm
The rain was gaining in strength as Karen Eversley drove away from the carpark where she had reunited Patrick with his car. He would never know how much she had ached to issue the invitation that would mean, for her, there was no turning back. It would have been so easy to take Patrick…
A Place that was Ours. Chapter Six – Nel Kershaw.
Sue Crabtree stood in the shadow of the bridge with the river at her back, pale in t-shirt and jeans, and when she saw me she brushed her ringlets of hair back from her face, so nothing should hide her solemn expression, her downcast eyes. She did not smile. “They know what we did.” …
“So, what d’you fink?” The crow is back on the lamp post outside my window. It is his third visit this morning, but the air outside is still cold so I have been pretending to ignore him. “About what?” I ask, through my grudgingly opened casement. “This, mate. This!” I stare cluelessly at him for…