A tense, vivid, standalone tale set in the early 1980’s from the author of ‘The Tales of the Notorious Hudson Family’ series. Vicky and Lucy are best friends, when they leave school they take different paths as they fall for two very different men, and an uneasy relationship develops. When Vicky’s life goes into catastrophic freefall, will Lucy still be there for her oldest friend? This story is in the same vein as ‘Blood Ties’ and ‘Bad Blood’, the Hudson’s aren’t to be seen, however the author’s trademark gritty, compelling writing again covers the pages. The story gallops along, fascinating and confrontational in equal measure as I found myself wanting to shake some sense and awareness into Vicky. ‘Blood Sisters’ is a full-on spiky tale of family drama, ghastly deeds, and loving friendship, and it’s another winner from Julie Shaw. ~ Liz Robinson
It's 1983 and best friends Vicky and Lucy swear that they will always be there for each other, that they'll never let anyone come between them. But fast forward 4 years and life on the Canterbury Estate has gotten very messy. Lucy has fallen for local policeman's son, Jimmy. And Vicky is madly in love with Paddy, the charming but ruthless local bad boy. The boys are bitter enemies and determined to keep the two girls apart. But then Vicky is accused of murder, and even her drug-dealer boyfriend wants her mouth shut, permanently. Maybe Lucy is the only one who can save her...Love, murder, revenge. Who can you really trust when there's blood on your hands?
My name is Julie Shaw, and my father, Keith, is the only surviving member of the 13 Hudson siblings, born to Annie and Reggie Hudson on the infamous Canterbury Estate in Bradford. We were and are a very close family, even though there were so many of us, and those of us who are left always will be.
I wanted to write these stories as a tribute to my parents and family. The stories are all based on the truth but, as I’m sure you’ll understand, I’ve had to disguise some identities and facts to protect the innocent. Those of you who still live on the Canterbury Estate will appreciate the folklore that we all grew up with: the stories of our predecessors, good and bad, and the names that can still strike fear or respect into our hearts – the stories of the Canterbury Warriors.
