Olly the invisible

I WAS only five when Elaine first came into my life. She was tall and dark skinned, with a perfume that smelled of roses and big necklaces in bright colours that bounced as she laughed. Whenever my da

PAM glanced up at the clock on the far wall of the classroom. Just half an hour to go until the summer holidays began. Six blissful pupil-free weeks, to be spent mostly gardening and binge watching pe

Her son had come to a decision, but had he thought it through?

IT’S high summer, my birthday, and Tom has marched me out to my front garden, telling me to keep my eyes closed. Tom’s young son, Ethan, and his pal, Kyle, follow us out. “Open your eyes!” Tom orders.

‘M um,’ says my son Jack. ‘We have ...

MILLICENT MACK replaced the mouthpiece of their candlestick phone and stepped away from the hall table. A quiet little smile touched her mouth and brought amber lights to fleck her pretty eyes. She mi