Time Taken To Read - 1.5 days Blurb From Goodreads Billie Jo is the adored only child of wealthy villain, Terry, and Michelle, the drunken wife he hates. Knowing how much Billie Jo dreads her parents’ fights, Terry imagines that she’ll understand when he tells her he is going to leave Michelle to...
Based in Stepney, this book is set on a rough and ready Council Estate, in the heart of London's East End. A story that starts in 1975 ends in 2005, it tells the trials and tribulations of the Hutton family. Maureen - the gutsy mum, separated from her alcoholic husband, she scrimps and saves for ...
‘Now who wants what for dessert? Strawberry trifle or black forest gateau?’ Pam asked, cleaning away the dinner plates.‘I’ll have the gateau, mate. What do you want Michael?’ Cathy asked, nudging her son. She had only managed to entice him out of his bedroom by telling him how much he had in comm...
Jessica’s periods were usually as regular as clockwork; she could never remember it being one day late, let alone two weeks. Taking her friend Mary’s advice, Jess had gone to see her doctor the previous week. The receptionist had given her a container for a urine sample, of which she was now awai...
Getting off his face and shagging some old slapper was the only way he could deal with his girlfriend’s betrayal, but by Friday morning, he was ready to return home and make things right once again. As he drove towards Rainham, Jed stopped at a florist, and picked up a bouquet of flowers. He’d sp...
Did he settle in all right?’ Vinny asked, when he picked his mum and aunt up from Roy’s new care home at two p.m. as pre-arranged. ‘He seemed OK, didn’t he, Viv? I think he quite likes his new room,’ Queenie replied, hopefully. ‘He loves the view there as well. Where’s my Lenny? Why didn’t you br...
His wonderful grandson’s murder had left Terry stunned and heartbroken. He’d fucking loved that kid, idolised every hair on his little head.Purgatory would be the best way to describe the six weeks since Luke had died. Terry’s daughter Sally had been distraught, in absolute bits and, even though ...
‘Bring the kitten away from the window, Charlie,’ he ordered. Charlie laughed. ‘Puddy cat, puddy cat, puddy cat.’ ‘I mean it, Charlie, don’t fuck with me.’ Charlie ignored his uncle. He was enjoyed terrorising the cat far too much to come away from the window. ...
He’d had that awful nightmare again where Queenie and Vivian had locked him in a cupboard with no food or water and left him there to die.Relieved that it was not true, Albie smiled as he leaned towards Dorothy. ‘Happy birthday, my darling. I’ll go down and make us a cuppa, shall I?’When Dorothy ...