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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

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

Jane stared through the kitchen window as water splattered the paving stones outside. The gutter needed clearing again. Leaves from next-door’s cherry tree would have clogged it, as it did every autum

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’

DID you really grow up here?” Kerry tried not to shiver as she walked round the empty rooms. And not just because the heating hadn’t been on for a long time and the sound of the rookery in the nearby

A f ter my great-aunt Monica’s funeral, I ...