Tara Mondal by Damyanti Biswas

You’d look at a Mumbai girl like me, and your eyes would glaze over. Shiny clothes, cheap perfume, nearly-gone shoes. Pass, you’d think, and you’d be right. I’m Tara, and I don’t care. This morning, my body aches from a whole night of dancing, so I welcome it, your...

Simon Lattimore by Helen Golden

Thursday 1 October “Evening Dylan. I’ll have a pint of my usual, please.” “Here you go, Simon. How was your day?” “Not too bad, just waiting for some news about Luca Mazza. Hopefully, he’s fine and they’ll release him from the hospital soon.” “Is he the chef who...

Lizzie Crane by Skye Alexander

October 1925, Gloucester, Massachusetts: Holy moly, what a day! My name’s Lizzie Crane, I’m a jazz singer from the Big Apple, and I’m in a bit of a pickle. When my musician friends and I accepted this job to perform at a Halloween party, I never imagined I’d end up...

Harriet Foster by Tracy Clark

My name is Harriet Foster. I’m a detective with the Chicago Police Department. Homicide. I’ve got fifteen years on the job, worked my way up from street patrol to where I am now. I’d like to say mine was a fun job, but it isn’t usually. I’m called in when someone’s...

Rosalind Thorne by Darcie Wilde

I trust you will forgive me for introducing myself. I am Miss Rosalind Thorne. As I write these words, the year is 1820, and once again it is time for London’s social season to begin. The weather outside is quite damp, as one must expect of a London spring, but it...

Ann Williams by Sherry Harris

Hi. I’m Ann Williams and in Emerald Cove, Florida I’m known locally as a fixer. It’s not the career I planned for – I have a degree in International Business from Tulane University (although my cousin almost got me kicked out by copying my papers). But perhaps working...