Harlan Covington

When Mr Thomas Avery turned thirty, his address book listed no wife, no childrenjust a rented terraced

He knelt by the low table he had set up on the cobbled pavement, cradling his infant. Please, I dont

Victor Mills, fresh from tucking his meagre evening catch into a wicker basket and making his way down

Fate extended a hand Emily Carter seemed to have a normal family: a father, John, and a mother, Helen

Son, explain what you saw in her? Evelyn Harts voice sliced through the kitchens hush. A girl from the

The fog lifts Lately Sarah Finch spends a lot of time wondering about her life. It feels dull every day

Maybe its time I finally meet your son? David set his mug of tea aside and looked at Amelia.

Without me youd never get anywhere, Emma said, rubbing her nose as she slumped back in the café chair.

Ive already taken mine, Emma said, her voice wavering. No, dear, Margaret snapped. You gave birth for

Roy Clarke stood beneath the towering windows of St.Marys Hospital, his hand waving at the figure emerging