Crossing tracks

ISOBEL had known that living in her old childhood home would bring back memories. However, she never expected so many, or for them to be so vivid. Sometimes, in the last minutes before waking, she ima

STUART looked at his father as the older man bid again, taking him past his pre-decided limit. Another agonising gap followed, the air heavy with tension as the auctioneer looked in the direction of t

What memories lay within its crumbling walls? Fiona was about to find out

Bob Cooper of Macclesfield, Cheshire remembers: From an early age, I have always loved reading and writing. My best subject at school was English to the detriment of maths, and I managed to become top

All night?” Mark’s eyes widened behind his NHS specs. “You’re not scared, are you?” Ryan teased, but with a friendly smile. “Of course I’m not scared!” Mark puffed out his chest. “But I don’t think Mu

IRIS walked slowly to the front door of her Victorian villa in Fairley, a sleepy Sussex village. It had begun, she fumed silently – the “invasion” of her home. Of course, she’d been expecting it. Her