‘A re you sure you want the car?’ Angie ...

ABBIE Whitrow heard the clang of metal on tarmac. She wondered if something had fallen off the bottom of her car. She had got it from a private seller, after noticing a handwritten ad stuck to its win

Elspeth wanted to get back to her old self – but was she brave enough?

IT’S perfect,” I said. “Just think of all the time I’ll save on commuting. I’ll even be able to come home for lunch if I want to.” Mum didn’t look convinced. Of course, she was pleased that I’d found

You’re parked illegally. I’m going to have to give you a ticket.” I sounded fair but firm, honest, just like all good police officers. I’m Izzy and I’ll be eight in four months’ time. “I’m not parked

I HOPE this is the last time I’ll sit at home watching the Winter Olympics on telly,” I said. Jayne Torvill and Christopher Dean were kneeling on the ice. “In four years’ time, I want to be there, cov