Chris Berry: 17 books

Suddenly, by the piano stool, she made out a faint shadow beginning to appear. She stared at it curiously as the familiar features of a little dog gradually began to form. The seconds ticked on, until the spirit of her little dog Tiggle materialized and turned to gaze across at her. In that moment, all the grief Tiffany had felt over his loss vanished.

He turned into the lane leading to home, serenaded by the haunting sigh of the breeze in the branches of the trees above. As he ambled along, the rustling leaves above personified the sound of whispered voices. He paused and looked up the constantly changing mosaic patterns of the leaves on the swaying...

After welcoming the congregation, the priest continued to announce the opening hymn, making no mention of why he had replaced Father Carmichael for the service. It raised the curiosity in Connie, especially as the rest of the congregation seemed relaxed and familiar with the priest addressing them....