Helen slumped into the comfortable chair and surveyed the marina. At least the restaurant had a decent view. She'd dropped off her phone to be fixed hours ago and was bored and exhausted. She'd traipsed around Corfu Town for hours, killing time. Unlike her father and Jessica, she had little interest in ruins or art, so many attractions didn't interest her. When the waiter arrived, she ordered a drink and some food. She sp...

Predictably the train was late. The arrivals board said there was a thirty-minute delay, but I knew British Rail well enough not to trust that. I wasn’t going to stand outside on a wet November afternoon, so I crossed the approach road and walked to the posh little Italian coffee shop nearby. I texted Helen and told her to meet me there. I was looking forward to seeing my daughter. This would be the first time since I dro...

The train edged slowly along the platform at Gara de Nord in Bucharest. When it finally came to rest, Racula opened the door and followed the crowds towards the exit barriers. She was intimidated by the scale of the station and the hordes of people and was relieved to see her older sister Lari waiting on the other side when she reached the barriers. Lari hugged her and kissed her on the cheek once she was through. "How ar...