Beetle drive

S tella is quicker than usual eating her breakfast. Taking worried glances out of the window just in case the cornflower blue sky might fill with dark, angry clouds, the sun obscured behind a mass of

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.

KATY stretched and yawned. She felt refreshed by the fragrance of rosemary floating in through her bedroom window from pots outside the apartment’s main entrance, three storeys down. She rubbed sleep

Sunning herself on a lounger, Claire wriggled her toes and wondered whether to put on some more suncream or have a dip in the pool. “Laura, do you fancy a swim?” She nudged her friend who was engrosse

Would her daughter’s enthusiasm for insects revive Elaine’s creativity? ELAINE stared at the muddy footprints leading across her freshly mopped kitchen floor. She didn’t need to be a detective to work

Nothing much happened in the village DS Dottie Reed was posted to – until a body was found