It was Torcuil, and seeing him made my heart sing – I tried to hide it, but my smile gave me away. “What are you doing here?” I said, pretending I wasn’t hoping he was there for me. “Why aren’t you at work? Are you skiving?” “I had stuff to do here,...
She was beautiful and she was alive. They had to cut her hair very short and it framed her bruised face, soft and silky on the white pillow. She had a line in her hand but no more tubes in her nostrils, no more oxygen mask. She lay in her hospital bed, the pillows raised a bit, her head leaning o...
THE OCTOPUS IN THE LUNCH BOX 5. THE OCTOPUS IN THE LUNCH BOX Alistair Grant’s Scottish Paranormal Database Entry Number 291: Saltwater slug Type: Cryptozoology Location: Tobermory, Argyll Date: 1973 Details: In October 1973, fishermen Gordon and Bobby Shearer, father and son, dragged up an unknow...
If I held on long enough, if I managed to clear my mind of all worries while I was playing, if I gave my all in spite of what was happening at home – I would make it. I landed in Prague just in time to call Clara. My heart was in my throat. “Clara?”...
Chestnuts?” Sean shrugged. Sean, Mike and Niall were in the kitchen helping Sarah survey the food Mrs McArthur had provided. She needed to make sure they had everything for a proper Christmas dinner, with a turkey and all the trimmings. They had tried to argue with her that it was surreal to go t...