Guilt-ridden au pair Kitty O’Hara urgently needs to atone for a wrong done to her best friend Dianne Lenore, who lives in an isolated state at the top of the sea-view Cliff House. Before turning out my bedside lamp in the small hours, I decide to do something very bold. Even by Kitty O’Hara standards. [...]
Feisty au pair Kitty O’Hara, with a past she is trying to forget, has just survived her first day at Cliff House in Scarborough. The brain-traumatised young woman who lives on the top floor of the villa - survivor of a terrible ‘incident’ that no one talks about - is in fact Kitty’s former friend [...]
You’re in my bed again, at last, tonight. You’re in my home again - or maybe prison to you, but home to me - at last, tonight. The moon is out, as it was that first night; but tonight only one pair of eyes is watching it. Yours are closed as you lie fast asleep, [...]
In this latest extract, Kitty has managed to dupe her employer into offering her an au pair job at Cliff House - the imposing seaside home of her former best friend, who was brutally attacked and left with brain damage. No one at Cliff House is aware of Kitty's true identity. ...... CHAPTER FOUR Scarborough, [...]
In my last extract, traumatised Kitty O'Hara gate-crashed the graduation ball of her ex-colleagues at St Andrew's University. Reaching rock bottom, she now realises that something has got to change in her life. CHAPTER TWO Okay, let’s take a step back. For the first six months after the incident, I fought bitterly against the idea [...]
Here’s a preview of my latest novel. Following a traumatic incident that occurred halfway through her university course, quirky Kitty O’Hara has secluded herself in her home town these last two years, finding herself angry and aimless in life. When she gate-crashes the graduation ball of her former friends, she reaches rock bottom and realizes that something [...]
Speak Softly Speak softly, winds, and do not haunt me, Blow your whispers to the sky. Long have I heard them gently pass me, Now please leave me alone to die. . When I was young I looked around me, Looked at joy and sought within. I tried to live my days in laughter, Shrank [...]
Wendy Skorupski 