The wedding mural

Would her daughter’s enthusiasm for insects revive Elaine’s creativity? ELAINE stared at the muddy footprints leading across her freshly mopped kitchen floor. She didn’t need to be a detective to work

The piece I’d never part with

MILK?” Mrs Evans loomed over Alice Campbell’s teacup with a milk jug. The humidity in the tea shop was beginning to wilt the fabric violets in Alice’s little hat. She could see a few of the tiny flowe

A g lint of colourful rays caught her ...

DANA NOVAK took a good, long look at the man. She knew that none of her clothes back at the tiny apartment she shared were going to cut it – not when introducing herself to Fischer. And she certainly

REVEREND JERRY GRANDE paused as he entered St Symeon’s Church. He gazed at the light streaming through the largest of the stained-glass windows, spilling in a wide stripe of colour across the altar, p