Where’s benjy?

SO you’ll be all right, Meg?” I smile at my sister-in-law and summon confidence I don’t have. “Of course. We’ll be fine, won’t we?” My lovely nieces nod and come and stand at my side. “And any problem

When Jonty and I agreed (for once, we agreed!) to split up, after many years together, it took a lot of negotiating to decide who kept what. Neither of us could afford to buy out the other from what h

Ben hunched over in the cab of the lorry, eyes cast down, earphones firmly in place. He tugged his hoodie further over his face and ramped up his music, trying to drown out his stepdad, along with the

DETECTIVE Inspector Ruth Jackson looked down at the body of a man lying face down in the grass. “He was hit from behind by a blunt instrument,” the pathologist, Brandon Young, said. He had been there

I’ll fight for his cause like a dog with a bone

THE salt air tugged at her hair, carrying the scent of seaweed. Donna had spent years building towards this, chasing figures in spreadsheets, negotiating contracts, dreaming of the day she and Ben wou