A semi-barbaric king devises a semi-barabaric (but entirely fair) method of criminal trial involving two doors, a beautiful lady and a very hungry tiger.

Kevin's dad is convinced that there's one weed spawning all the others in his garden and he just needs to find it.

Five years and Nolan had always been there. Five years and Dane always appeared nervous, as if it were a first date.

When he lost his eye, half of Eric Jessop's field of vision became a black sadness that seeped into everything from football to faces. Only skating was strong enough to resist the stain.

“It’s always the same to begin with,” I said. “I’m on the beach. The sand is hot, the sun is bearing down. It makes the sand look white, like snow.”

We kept white feathers before exams or doctors’ appointments. Black feathers, of course, were warnings. We knew these to be facts, as empirical as science.

For Arabella, Christmas gifts were not judged on how expensive they were. They were an insight into how well I really knew and understood her.

Ten words, one tale. Ten tales, a hundred words.

But in my head that summer before we moved into the town was yellow and purple and red and supremely happy

Truda paused at the gate and tried to calm her racing heart.