Whenever her thoughts began to stray towards him and their encounter that morning, she would give herself a mental slap. When Ellie came home late that night, Sara told her cousin about finding the Beagle, but kept her description of the vet encounter light and impersonal. ...
I was glad to see that Fletcher looked slightly less distressed as he came out of the kitchen and felt grateful that Devlin had obviously acted with sensitivity. However, my goodwill towards him vanished when he came back in, after a hasty conference with the pathologist, and told me that I would...
Once described as “one of the world’s most beautiful streets”, High Street formed a gentle curve from Carfax in the centre to Magdalen Bridge at the eastern edge of the city, and had been the subject of countless prints, photographs, and paintings. Looking down its length, it was still possible t...
There was bright sunshine streaming in through her bedroom windows. She sat up in bed, grimacing as she realised that she had fallen asleep still fully dressed on top of the bedclothes. She stood up stiffly and stretched. Then her eyes fell on the clock on her bedside table. 7:46 a.m. ...
It was already late morning. She had overslept. Sighing, she lay back on the pillows and stared up at the ceiling. Last night when she had got back, she had gone about on autopilot, getting undressed, washed, ready for bed… and deliberately kept her mind blank. But now she couldn’t hold back the ...