To catch a thief

ROSA stepped out of the cool interior of her hired car and tilted her face up to embrace the heat from the blazing sun. She inhaled the delicious aroma of garlic and olive oil from a nearby café. Her

JOSH dabbed expertly at the cut he’d just finished sewing up. He’d made a neat job of it and it should heal very nicely, leaving only a line. It wouldn’t be seen, anyway, once the cat’s fur grew back.

AFTER an early breakfast, several of the party had opted for a second cup of coffee on the terrace whilst waiting for the coach to arrive. It was another glorious morning in Italy, sunlight caressing

SHIRLEY was enjoying herself. It was rare that the employees at Gottens department store were able to socialise. Shirley was in haberdashery. Mr Moyatt usually ruled the department with a rod of iron.

Iris climbed down from the donkey cart that had given her a lift from Penzance station, being careful not to ladder her best stockings, and walked up the narrow lane to Nantolven Farm. There was no si

SOPHIE sat in the beachside café sipping a chilled lemonade as the cool Aegean sea lapped the blond Cretan sand. The first time she’d sat here, she had just broken up with Ryan. Or, rather, Ryan had b