Haunted Places

—so I says to her, don't touch the cord, whatever you do, and she looks at me like I've lost it. I hadn't even started the story yet. That's the thing about Priya, she wanted the explanation before…

Marion heard the engine first. A narrowboat, she thought, some idiot running late for the Sallow Lock before the paraffin lamp went out at ten. The diesel chug carried flat across the water, the way…

I was meant to be counting cutlery. Forty-two settings, silver-plate, the estate agent wanted a number for the inventory before the skip arrived in the morning, and I kept losing count somewhere in…