Excerpt from SNOWDROPS IN SUMMER
A large grey stone building loomed in front of them. Black railings surrounded it, the entrance gained through a scuffed oak door via a small flight of well-trodden concrete steps. A large sign hung high above, POLICE HEADQUARTERS emblazoned in gold against a black background.
“Look, I’ll catch you later when I’ve heard from Angelica,” promised Lisa, her hand already on the tarnished brass handle. “And … Claire?”
She turned. Large hazel eyes gazed back. Lisa once again marvelled at how the tints of green merged into dappled shades of caramel along with earthy shades of rich brown. And their expression—always so open and trusting.
“I’ll try and have a chat with your lad, maybe get him to see sense?”
Claire’s smile was brilliant in its intensity. “Oh, that would be great, Lisa! And maybe Angelica could talk to him as well, if you think she wouldn’t mind.” Her voice was husky with emotion.
“I’m sure she wouldn’t,” laughed Lisa, knowing how Angelica hated kids. “See you later.”