Cyrus Hargrave

15October2025 The evening was brisk, the October chill already settling outside our cottage in the Cotswolds.

Two Faces of Solitude Alexandra Hart stood before a giltframed mirror, biting the lower lip.

23October2025 02:00hrs The ward at StMarys, London, was dead quiet at two in the morningonly the steady

Who, if not me? In the courtyard of a fivestorey council block on the outskirts of Birmingham, everyone

When autumn came and William fell ill, everything changed. The neighbours called out, Andrew, you must

Hell be living with us A sharp, sober ring announced a visitor. Maggie slipped off her apron, wiped her

The train rattled through the misty English countryside, the compartment dimly lit by the flickering

Where did you get that picture? Ians face goes pale as he spots a photograph of his missing father on the wall.

Emily, I really dont like your Charlie at all, declared Mum after her brief introduction to the boy her

At a wedding, Sam Parker shouts at his mother, calling her a beggar and a golddigger, and tells her to leave.