Tide of suspicion

THE light was beginning to fade, and as Irene started to scratch her bare arms, she remembered anew one of the few things she disliked about being in the countryside. “The midges are out,” she complai

OW!” Irene’s shriek cut across the darkness as she was thrown from her bike. Winded, she lay for a moment, her heart thumping against her ribcage. Then she sat up gingerly and took stock of which part

LET me get that door for you, Ena.” Mr Chapel held open the door to reception for Ena, his head tea lady. “What on earth have you got there?” Ena shifted the two heavy bags and gratefully stepped thro

GWEN slipped off her pumps and poured herself a cuppa from the brown teapot with its knitted cover. She sighed contentedly as she leaned back in the kitchen chair and picked up her post. It had been a

Nothing much happened in the village DS Dottie Reed was posted to – until a body was found

Eliza had no idea of her true love’s fate – but now others were in danger too