Auld Bride by Judith O’Reilly

I never wanted to come back. Deep down, I knew I shouldn’t and yet, I came here anyway.   The quayside was colder than I’d imagined possible as I clambered off the boat. A wind sweeping in from across from the North Atlantic with one intent, to blow the marrow from my...

Teardrops by Jennifer Harvey

He takes a seat opposite me and for a full four minutes he says nothing. I know it’s four minutes because I count every second while I wait for him to get the measure of me. “I’m DI Spencer,” he says. His voice is devoid of emotion, the words so carefully enunciated I...

Halmeoni’s Wisdom by Brid Cummings

She feels she’s being watched tonight. Nothing unusual about that. And yet, as Arty hisses at her to wade deeper into the rushing waters, she senses eyes peering at her from within the murk of the pine forest. The thought sends a cold shiver through her spine; colder...