For myself and Lauren my 10-year-old daughter No3 Beech Close was to be our refuge after two years of hell nursing my sick mother._x000D__x000D_In need of a fresh start and wanting to distance ourselves from the bad memories of my mother’s house we moved to Beech Close a small cul-de-sac of six houses situated around a picture-perfect green. _x000D__x000D_It seemed perfect but I had underestimated the secrets that this tightknit community shared._x000D__x000D_Within hours of moving in my next-door neighbour Valerie made it abundantly clear we were not welcome. _x000D__x000D_I soon discovered that Valerie hadn’t welcomed the previous occupant either and she’d since disappeared without a trace._x000D__x000D_Had I put myself and my daughter in danger moving to Beech Close?_x000D__x000D_Which neighbours if any could I trust? _x000D__x000D_And how far would they go to keep their secret?
