MY STORIES

1.    THE PRAM, A FORFEIT AND THE POVERTY LANE BRIDGE...Willy was poised at the top of the hill, his small,               white hands gripping the handle of the big old pram as if ....

2.    COME WITH ME, MY LOVE... she shivered as a blast of icy wind blew through the room.  She felt a presence 

3.   NEVER TRUST A STRANGER...  she could hear her mother's voice, never  trust...