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

DID you really grow up here?” Kerry tried not to shiver as she walked round the empty rooms. And not just because the heating hadn’t been on for a long time and the sound of the rookery in the nearby

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

PAULA KERR slipped in through the back door of her granny’s house, trying not to make a sound. She could smell the dough and knew her granny did not like to be disturbed while she was mixing dough for

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

Clare had theories about her friend’s disappearance. Could she prove them to be true?