La vida
12th July, 1969 Dear Diary, Tonight I married Verity Sutton. She is asleep upstairs now, and I am sitting
This dog has not been taken for four years,” the volunteer said quietly. The man was already halfway
Emily Hartley runs her finger across the screen of her smartphone, checking the balance on her bank card.
The morning after the wedding was full of the scent of freshly cut flowers, expensive perfume and coffee
I’ve decided – I’m going to Mum’s on Saturday. For three months, probably.
I still remember the village shop in the place where I grew up. We simply called it “the shop.
Right, so picture this. Daisy and James Hartley have been married for exactly one week, and Daisy’s in
So, you remember Stephen? The old fella across the lane from Beryl? Well, they found him on Tuesday morning
The appliance store was stuffy, smelling of plastic and overheated metal. Charlotte stood in front of
Looking back now, more than ten years later, the night Prudence Hartley came back to the old house still









