Goodbye, miss robinson

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

MILK?” Mrs Evans loomed over Alice Campbell’s teacup with a milk jug. The humidity in the tea shop was beginning to wilt the fabric violets in Alice’s little hat. She could see a few of the tiny flowe

Iris climbed down from the donkey cart that had given her a lift from Penzance station, being careful not to ladder her best stockings, and walked up the narrow lane to Nantolven Farm. There was no si

A school reunion – could Pippa really face an encounter with the class bullies again?

Although Jackie could understand why many people hated commuting to work, she actually quite liked it. For the past six years, she had travelled by train from her home in a small town to an office in

THERE had to be at least 30 kids, milling around the ferry terminal like ants. “Why do people transport kids at night, anyway?” Julia asked her client, Mr Berry, who was chief buyer for the ferry cong