‘Do you have children?’ Claire shifted slightly on Lacey’s sofa to face the woman who was talking to her. She didn’t know most of the women in the room. Two of them were from school–Lacey had just started teaching geography...
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Slipping the hanger into the sleeves of the shirt, I smell perfume. I turn around to check if anyone’s come into the bedroom, but there’s no one there. It’s the same perfume as before: strong, flowery, exotic, familiar. According to...
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The last stage of Honor Levinson’s life began at the top of the stairs in her home in North London. The windows had been cleaned two days before by the young man who came every spring with his bucket and...
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