Cheryl strayed is here for you

After moving from the always Insta-worthy Northumberland landscape, Caro Giles discovers there’s still beauty in the city if you’re prepared to take time to seek it out.

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

Are you sure, love? Why not go on a nice holiday with a friend instead?” “Honestly, Mum,” Lucy said, a touch impatiently. “I’m thirty, not a teenager! I want to travel, be on my own for a while. Since

MARIE peered out of the front room window, wondering if people would be on time. And not only that – what if nobody showed? She let the net curtain drop, listening to the kettle whistling in the kitch

Having made a shocking discovery, was Clare’s own life now in danger?

I WAS lonely. Papa was a preacher and we lived and travelled in a painted wooden wagon, pulled by Jessie, a large and docile shire horse. We had few possessions; there was no room for what Papa called