In a small town in England, long ago, there lived a woman named Margaret. One morning, she lay in bed...
In the heart of London, where tangled power lines stretch overhead like the citys veins, lived Eleanor Whitmore. She was...
“Ah, so a marriage certificate really is stronger than just living together, eh?” The men at the site had teased...
**Monday, 15th May** In a corner of London, where the tangled overhead wires hummed like the citys veins, there lived...
The air in the small London flat was thick with tension. Victor and Margaret had regretted a thousand times over...
“Natasha, tell your son I wont be living with him anymore,” Emily said, her voice steady but cold. “Oh, will...
Charlotte and her mother-in-law sat huddled on an old bed, both wrapped up warm against the winter chill. The cottage...
**Friday, 15th September** Lily and her best friend Sophie had just finished their classes for the day. The evening was...
**Star’s Shoes** Star was eleven years old and walked barefoot along the cobbled streets of Canterbury. Every stone, every crack...
**Tuesday, 28th February** My name is Oliver Whitmore. Im twenty-eight years old, and Im a solicitor. Yes, I have Down...
