“Murder by Glowworm” by JJ Munro
If you stand in the Newnes glowworm tunnel, you can almost hear the old steam locos roaring through.
If you stand in the Newnes glowworm tunnel, you can almost hear the old steam locos roaring through.
“Mum! What did you do with my curling iron?”
Trinh’s voice tumbles down the staircase. There is an uncomfortable silence at the table as Leah avoids the glances of her friends . . .
Mondays Are Murder features brand-new noir fiction modeled after our award-winning Noir Series. Each story is an original one, and each takes place in a distinct location. Our web model for the series has one more restraint: a 750-word limit. Sound like murder? It is. But so are Mondays. This week, Siobhan Lyons takes us back […]