The tea ladies

NORMA sat on her parents’ sofa and sipped her tea. It was Saturday afternoon, one of her favourite times of the week. She’d finished work at the newsagents at lunchtime and now, she had a relaxing aft

SHE loved working in CID. But it wasn’t until DC Abbie Hayes’s senior colleagues went out for a curry that she got her big chance to shine. The phone call from Detective Inspector Stevens came while s

ON a grey Monday morning, Jessie walked down the steps of the Sheriff Court in Stirling, her face burning with shame. At her side, a rather worse-for-wear Robert tried to screen her from the camera fl

OUABACHE, Indiana. Sheriff Claire Williams pressed the accelerator of her 1931 Model A to the floorboard. She was beginning to close in on Jimmy Mackellar. She had been pursuing his green truck for ov

THE Number 42 bus wheezed to a stop at the corner of Church Street. Sylvia Bennett climbed aboard with two shopping bags over her arm, filled with tea bags, digestives, cauliflower and a copy of her f

NOTHING said “home” like the kitchen of Nant-y-Bri Farm at breakfast time. Delicious frying pan smells hung heavy in the air and the scrape of cutlery on willow pattern plates indicated the family had