With Halloween coming up, and a GIGANTIC pumpkin on my kitchen table ready to be carved into something grotesque, I thought it might be a good time to share my short story, Oranges and Lemons, putting a twist on a historical crime. I don’t usually write historical fiction (those of you who do will no doubt spot some inaccuracies!), or indeed horror, but I thought I would give it a go. I actually wrote this a few years ago now, but it’s not currently available to read anywhere else online.
This is the first chance I’ve had to sit down and read this story - I love it! A perfect tale for “Halloween eve” as my son calls it!