Holly Bennett has always known she was adopted, and finding her real parents has never been a priority. But at age 29, two sudden events cause Holly change her mind: the loss of her beloved adopted mom, and a sudden desire to have a baby of her own. Her search brings her to Phil Hepworth's dilapidated detective agency clutching the few clues she has to her birth: a tartan baby blanket, a silver necklace, and a faded newspaper clipping of a baby abandoned outside a local hospital. Holly’s roots turn out to be trickier than expected to follow, but she is increasingly content to spend long stretches of time speaking with the attractive and charming Phil.
I think I decided that I wanted to be a writer at the age of five, while queueing in the freezing rain for the school outside loos. Perhaps it was all down to the romance of the location... But by the time I went home that night, I'd come to the conclusion that it wasn't a very realistic ambition, and I considered being a pixie instead.
Yet even when reality struck and I had to start earning money, the old dream died hard. And when I won 'Secretary of the Year' in 1987 and was asked to co-write a book about secretaries, it was the most wonderful thing that had ever happened to me (yes, even better than the Blue Peter competition badge I won when I was seven).
As time went on, I did everything I could to dig myself a foothold in the writing world, doing everything from writing jokes for greetings cards to articles about sewer-cleaning machines for 'Construction News'. I started translating French erotic novels, then began writing my own; and from there, I worked my way into more ... er ... mainstream fiction, first as Sue Dyson and then as Zoe Barnes. I still use the name Sue Dyson when I translate and when I sing professionally.
I'm married to Simon, and my dad, Jack, lives with us - along with five cats known locally as The Furry Horde. Please go out and buy a Zoe Barnes novel (or three) and ensure that they're a happy, well-fed Horde!