Alice took a deep breath, in through her nose and out through her mouth. Repeated the process once more. Then, realising she could sit there all day doing it and not feel any calmer, she forced herself to step out of the car and close and lock the door. She bent to peer into the
As usual, Adele Blackthorne felt the weight of gazes on her as she walked from the changing room to the steps to get into the swimming pool. She was used to it by now, and had learned not to react, to just carry on as though she hadn’t noticed people staring and not-so-subtly pointing at
Bonnie stifled a sigh. He was doing it again. Staring at her, as he had been every day that week. She was on a fortnight’s training course through work. She was the only one from her office who’d been sent. As a result, she knew no one and ended up sitting alone in the college’s
“No,” she gasped, parting her thighs anyway, “the Bishop will be here any moment.” She got no response. She gazed along the centre aisle of the church towards the thick wooden doors at the far end. They were closed but she knew at any moment someone, possibly the Bishop and his entourage could open them
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