Though there had yet to be a victor in this great war that had begun almost three years ago, Maurice had written to her that they had, all of them, on all sides, lost their...

She closed her eyes, silently continuing the pleas that she be given words that might soothe, words that would begin the healing of bereaved parents. She had seen, when she entered the kitchen, the chasm...

[Maisie]:…going out for luncheon with a gentleman is definitely not the same as going out to dine in the evening. [Billy]: You get more grub at dinner, for a start –

I’m not really interested in the black and white, the ‘goodies and baddies.’ I find the complexity of the gray areas more compelling, more intriguing. As I have said before, there are angels and demons...

Fancy ‘avin’ to say you work for the Murder Squad, eh, Miss? Don’t exactly warm folk to you, does it?

I’ve come to the conclusion that liking a person we are required to have dealings with is not of paramount importance. But respect is crucial, on both sides, as is tolerance, and a depth of...

… the vacuum left by the departing visitor seemed to echo along the hallway and into the walls. It was at those times, when her aloneness took on a darker hue, that she almost wished...

She had always told herself that she did hti job because she wanted to help others; afterall, hadn’t Maurice told her once that the most important question any individual could ask was, “How might I...