Not a stranger, she corrected herself, Neil had never been a stranger, though what was strange was this blossoming relationship, so unexpected, so swift, so wonderful. With the thought of Neil came the memory of her mother and the horrors of the night before. Sick with rev...
Harriet held herself completely still, afraid to move, aware of pain and worse than pain: complete and abject terror. Whatever cradled her, some kind of metal framework she concluded, reaching out a tentative finger to touch, rocked and shivered precariously under her, frightening her so much tha...
‘Sit down, Gran,’ she urged once she had ascertained that the old lady was unhurt; all her shouting had been for her granddaughter to come to the aid of the captain. ‘At once, do you hear? I’ll see to this.’There was still a clamour of voices shouting ‘Help, murder!’ as she knelt beside the stric...