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The Christmas Killer
Harold Bumblestock took a deep breath, puffed out his scrawny chest and beamed the broadest smile he could muster. Burridges Department Store had already been open for an hour, and…
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Hide, They Are Here
Every evening, at precisely the same time, the recording played. Just as the last light drained from the sky and the first stars appeared in the black ink sky, Mabel…
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Blue Eyes
I knew I was going to miss my lift. Susie had warned me that she couldn’t wait around as she had to do the school run this morning. "Totally understandable,"…
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The Touch of His Hand
The church smelled of wet coats and cold stone, with a trace of old wood polish lingering in the air. My father’s coffin lay beneath the stained-glass window, which refused…
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The Key
This small piece of metal that hangs on a ring Bronze or silver, just an everyday thing Forgotten so often, thrown without care On the table, the sofa or under…
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Togs
I can picture it now vividly, the four of us lined up in our swimming togs, staring out at the vast Atlantic Ocean, our playground for the morning when we…
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Top
“Top or bottom?” The question seemed innocent enough and for a fleeting moment I allowed the optimistic hope of all parents of teenage girls to creep in and allow me…
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Stranger on a Train
Seat 36A looked safe enough. The carriage was empty, save for an old gentleman at the far end already nodding off, and an aging woman in 37A, now looking at…
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It’s Hard to Get Into
Jenny mustered all her stubbornness and stared hard at Tommie, willing her glare not to betray the fear twisting inside her. But the tremor in her voice betrayed her. “I…
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The Cliff Path
At first, it was a low murmur. Then came the unmistakable rhythm of footsteps pounding past, urgent and unsteady. Rita’s pulse quickened. She sprang to the window and peered down…