Cruise ship crooner Danny DiMarzio causes big headaches for an orchestra when he arrives, but comes to the rescue when the mask of hospitality slips to reveal a dangerous and unhinged villain lurking amongst the crew.

Red’s Place was the starting point for what would arguably become the most (in)famous story in the history of Semmes County.

This wasn’t the first time sixteen-year-old Danny Long had found himself in a tight situation since coming to Mars two years ago, but it was definitely the most dangerous.

It wasn’t fury that vitalised Hannah, it was loss, grief even – though heaven knows she shouldn’t be the one grieving. But she couldn’t bear him just carrying on without her.

Eight years ago, it had been a joyous day when Jasper and David had arrived home with their two newly adopted babies. The twins had been abandoned not long after their birth and had come to the couple at a perfect time in their relationship.

When the taxi dropped Connor in the centre of Haight-Ashbury outside a tall, thin Victorian terrace sporting bright yellow walls, he was as excited as a red setter chasing a stick.

Beth wore her favorite pink smock. It had bottomless pockets perfect for carrying important things like handfuls of rubber bands, marbles the color of oceans, a red shoelace, a spoon, and two troops of plastic soldiers- one blue and one green.

Here in Saint Lizard, the one road starts on the cliff by the lighthouse and crawls in circles down to the sea. We have enough town to justify a strange-shaped road, but not enough to justify two roads.

Uncle Joe’s liver and heart weren’t original equipment, but they squashed out flatter 'n a pancake along with the rest of Uncle Joe when a boulder rolled off the side of the abandoned quarry.

I reach the Styx, whose sluggish waters remain inky even in the bright of day. Just as my guide said there would be, a queue of people in white chitons similar to mine line the river banks.

Sandra performed her little charade in front of the mirror and morphed into the Gisela character on a whim. She had a small tickle of flirtatious laughter down pat.

A flash bursts from behind me, projecting shadows onto the pavement. We turn and all share the same vision. An orange mushroom cloud billows on the horizon, but it continues to rise into the sky.

Where am I? She wonders. None of the details of the room feel familiar. She gets up. Slowly. It feels like her body is bound; it is almost suffocating. Why do I ache so much?

A cruise ship musician, aggrieved at the prospect of losing his livelihood to a backing track, turns to alcohol for consolation.

Lawrence looked out the balcony to the city beyond. Skyscrapers of glass and shining metal twisted up, looming like a giant’s fingers prepared to crush them all in the palm of his hand.