When Terry's husband comes knocking on her door one night, she wonders if she may have done something wrong. Corpses weren't supposed to reappear.

Leaving in the Republic of Ireland, I created a story which involves the Magdalene Laundries, which existed in Northern and in the Republic of Ireland. I set the story in the year 1996, so no cell phone etc. existed, as we know it today. It is hardly mentioned what happened at the crime scene, ore what stood in the diary. All persons are fictional, so made up by myself. I do not know, if a similar case once happened, but I think it did not, so also that crime is made up.

A man had an accident in the local frozen lake, finding a tragic frozen death. However a young detective isn't so sure this death was an accident.

A woman becomes an obstacle for a mysterious stranger. Through her voice, we experience the chance encounter, turned perilous. Will she survive the aftermath of his visit to her small town?

My Dear Charlie,