Quotes from Carol Hedges

There are limits to the dimension of fear. Until one meets the unknown. Then terror has no boundaries, no walls to keep it contained.

The young lady reminds Belinda of a watercolour painting done by someone who had not much colour but a lot of water, giving off the impression of not only being colourless, but rather damp.

Day dawns, a fine autumn morning, the kind to make a man happy to be alive. And probably the man would have been happier to be alive. He is in fact dead.

Virgin soap, Virgin cream ~ whatever next? Virgin trains?

She is dressed in the nicest of her purloined finery – an ivory satin gown, which she has painstakingly taken in at the seams, its original owner having had a tad more hip, and a tad less hooray than its current one.

They say home is where the heart is, although in my case, the location of the fridge is also important.