The taxi pulled up by the gates of the cemetery. A young man stepped out and approached the woman selling flowers near the entrance. “Twelve tulips,...
Everything seemed normal raising our tripletsuntil one of them started saying things no seven-year-old should know. We brought up our boys the same way, but one...
She came home to find no husband and none of his things. “Well, dont look at me like that,” Zoe chuckled. “Stanley just wanted to prove...
Three years after my husband left me for a childhood friend, an unexpected run-in at a petrol station made me smile When my husband started pulling...
Laughter at the Poor Girl: A Fateful Encounter At a lavish party in a grand mansion in an affluent neighbourhood of Windsor, Emily and her daughter...
Im sitting in the kitchen of our little flat in Manchester, clutching a cup of tea thats gone cold, tears of anger burning in my throat....
Homeless and Hopeless: A Desperate Search for Shelter Emily had nowhere to go. Truly, nowhere at all. “I could stay a few nights at the train...
A Hasty Farewell: A Goodbye from the Car and the Return Home He stepped out of the car and bid his lover a tender goodbye before...
**Diary Entry** I still dont quite know why Emily started knitting those baby booties. Her daughter was already forty. Two years ago, shed been widowed, never...
Why Emma started knitting baby booties, even she didnt know. Her daughter had just turned forty. Two years ago, shed been widowed, never having had children....
15March2025 Dear Diary, Im writing this for the only person who will ever hear the full truth of what happened...
31August2025 Diary I was born in a tiny village in the West Midlands. Im now twentytwo, and both my father,...
14April2025 Today I reflected on the way we tend to look after our ageing parents. My older brother, James, finally...
The effect of presence The sunrise was still painting the sky over the terraced houses of East Ham when Anthony...
Dear Diary, Grandsoninlaw, look!Elsie pressed her nose to the window. A pooch! she cried. Just beyond the gate a scruffy...
He had always felt that something was off, as if his life were travelling on a side track while the...
I remember old Ethel Whitby, who lived on the fringe of a tiny village called Littleford, way out in the...
While ambling along the banks of Windermere, Imogen spied a lone goose looking rather like it was pleading for a...
Mother, you really shouldnt bother making the trip now, my son Alex said, his voice flat over the phone. Its...
When Poppy turned thirty, the world around her seemed to stretch into a single, endless pause. By day she sat...