What the hell are you doing on my laptop? Alex snapped, towering over Emily. Shed never seen him like this before. Emily had just come home...
**Diary Entry 12th March** *”What the hell are you doing on my laptop?”* Alex snapped, looming over Emily. She’d never seen him like this before. Emily...
“Son, please look after your sick sister. Don’t abandon her!” whispered Mother. “Listen, my boy” she breathed, barely audible. Each word was agony. The illness had...
Claire had decided that only we were responsible for spoiling her children. My husbands sister had made up her mindwe were the ones obligated to pamper...
The Laughter at the Poor Girl: A Twist of Fate At a lavish party in a grand mansion in one of Londons wealthiest neighbourhoods, Emily and...
**Diary Entry** Im sitting in the kitchen of our small flat in Manchester, clutching a cup of tea thats long gone cold, bitterness rising in my...
**Diary Entry 12th May** I sit at the kitchen table of our cramped flat in Manchester, clutching a cup of tea long gone cold, the taste...
Homeless and Hopeless: A Desperate Search for Shelter. Emily had nowhere to go. Absolutely nowhere. “Maybe I can sleep at the train station for a few...
Homeless and Hopeless: A Desperate Search for Shelter Emily had nowhere to go. Absolutely nowhere. “I could sleep at the train station for a few nights...
A Hurried Goodbye: A Farewell from the Car and the Return Home He stepped out of the car and tenderly kissed his mistress goodbye before driving...
Emma stepped back into her own home from the maternity wardand there, in the kitchen, stood a second fridge. “That...
On her way to the shop, Emily suddenly recognised the mother of her first true love in the elderly woman...
After descending the slope leading to the water, Michael assessed the cats chances of survival. The steady flow of the...
“Excuse me… where am I?” the woman murmured, staring blankly out the car window as though lost in a daze....
“Excuse me… where am I?” the woman asked softly, peering out the car window as if the world outside made...
“Has he still not called, Mum?” asked Andrew, gazing at the woman hunched over the table with bare, pleading eyes....
**Diary Entry 23rd December, 1985** *”Has he still not called, Mum?” asked Andrew, staring at the woman sitting at the...
One day, my dads new wife showed up with a big box of sweets and two little poodles wagging their...
**Diary Entry 15th May, 2024** Every day, I walk to my grandsons school. Im not a teacher or staffjust a...
One afternoon, my fathers second wife appeared at our doorstep. In her hands was a box full of sweets, and...