They exchanged that glance that mingles hope and fear

Continuing Janet … I promised Daisy, and here’s a little more.

Janet needed to digest the news her parents told – of how the farmland she had grown up with would be developed into houses, a great lump of a soulless supermarket and, worst of all, a parking lot.

‘There’s more,’ her mother said. She shook her head, disbelieving. ‘There’s talk of building behind us too. In the forest.’

Janet’s grip on her father’s bony fingers tightened. Memories of their walks in those woods filled her mi...