Beneath the Skin

Antonia, Antonia. My name is Antonia. '

It's been her name for many years. But sometimes, like tonight, she forgets.

Antonia has a secret. A secret so dark and so deep that she can barely admit it to herself. Instead, she treats herself to Friday night sessions of self-harm while her husband David is at the pub, and her best friend Sophie is drinking too much wine a few doors down.

Nobody close to her knows the truth about what the teenage Antonia saw all those years ago. No-one, that is, except her mother. But Candy is in a care home now, her mind too addled to remember the truth. Antonia is safe. Isn't she?

The lies start small. They always do. But when the tightly woven story you've told yourself begins to unravel, the truth threatens to come to the surface. And then what's going to happen?