Swings and roundabouts

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

Keith screamed as he leapt out of the way. The wild-looking animal glared at him, gave a loud grunt and bared its sharp teeth. That was more than enough for Keith. Any ideas of bravery or overcoming h

ELEANOR awoke with a start from a dream. Then she realised gradually, and with immense relief, that it was only a dream. It was one of the same sort that had been disturbing her sleep for some time. T

WELL, here we are!” Annabelle says, as she competently reverses into the last space of the car park. She gets out and walks round to open the door for her mum. “I think I’ll need the cushions.” Annabe

THE salt air tugged at her hair, carrying the scent of seaweed. Donna had spent years building towards this, chasing figures in spreadsheets, negotiating contracts, dreaming of the day she and Ben wou

TONY ate a mouthful of scrambled eggs and glanced at his watch. He must hurry up. He wanted to get over to the building site nice and early, to see how the foundations were progressing. He had two pro