Even Stranger

I was five when I found I could fly, sixteen when I killed a man. Both events were unsettling in their own way and, together with various other close calls, taught me I was not, nor did I want to be, hero material. Telepathy and my other odd abilities needed to be kept under wraps. Going forward, normal was going to be the name of the game.

The fact that normal didn't work that well was probably due to an overdeveloped conscience, an inability to keep my nose out of other people's business and because several people wanted me dead.

Why is it just when you think you've got all your ducks in a row, something or someone always turns up to blast them right out of the water?

"Love this series, a mix of genres beautifully written." ~ M A Comley, NYT & USA Today Bestseller

"Pitch perfect humour, beautiful sentences and a deadpan, matter-of-fact narration. A real, rare treat of a read."~ S.E. Lynes, Amazon #1 Author

"A Stephen King-like dark tale of strange occurrences." ~ Breakaway Reviewers

"Beautifully written, one of the most compelling characters ever." ~ For the Love of Books

"As if a John Wyndham character strayed into a McDermid novel." ~ Promoting Crime Fiction