2 Quotes by Lynda Renham

His dark brown sultry eyes met hers. Beth kept hers steady. Tom Miller, where had she heard that name before? Beth knew the face, knew the name. Then, she realised. Now she knew why he looked familiar. He was even more handsome than he had looked in the newspaper photos.'You're joking, right?' she exclaimed.

The day started like any other. No one could have predicted the tragedy that would later end it. It was just another summer's day. There was no hint of danger in the air or the smell of evil. Life was as it always was.