Winner, Independent Press Awards, Children's Fiction Priscilla looked over her loot with pride. As she did, her heart sank. “I can’t give away any of these

Priscilla liked collecting things. Not any one type of thing in particular. She collected little things, big things, ordinary things, just things in general. Pr

Alone on his lot, a sturdy little house has stood for as long as anyone can remember, stoically weathering the storms. But one day, the wind brings change. One

A little green envelope longs to go on a journey. Will it be chosen to deliver Olive’s letter to her far-away friend? Olive’s friend has moved away, and Oli

Perfect for fans of Enola Holmes and Agatha Christie: an amateur detective obsessed with crime scene analysis investigates her sleepy village town in the Edgar