Strangers in a café

CAROLYN had made the mistake of telling her daughter, Emma, that she was going to make an effort to get out more. “It’s a poor thing when the characters from my crime dramas seem to be all I have in t

SO you’ll be all right, Meg?” I smile at my sister-in-law and summon confidence I don’t have. “Of course. We’ll be fine, won’t we?” My lovely nieces nod and come and stand at my side. “And any problem

INGLEFIELD Publishing Group, Primrose Barry speaking, good morning.” Primrose heard the coins drop at the other end of the line. Someone calling from a telephone kiosk. “Primrose?” Hearing her sister’

TESS was completely disorientated when she woke up. Her eyes flickered open and she found herself facing an unfamiliar pale green wall. The room, wherever it was, held a faint hint of the new wallpape

YOUR text message sounded quite urgent,” Jane said. “Nothing wrong at the shop, is there?” She and her daughter had met for coffee at Caravaggio’s. On the other side of the small market square stood t

KATE had moved into her flat in Canterbury in the winter. It had seemed such a great idea to live right in the centre of town, so close to the Westgate that she could see every bird that rested on its