**Diary Entry** Five years. Five long years wed waited. The doctors had said it would never happen for us. And then “Mick, look!” I froze by...
Everyone fell silent when, among the guests, twelve tall men appeared in full naval dress uniforms, their medals gleaming. Their steps were perfectly in sync, their...
**Diary Entry** Everyone fell silent when, among the guests, twelve tall men appeared, dressed in full naval ceremonial uniforms, their insignia gleaming. Their steps were perfectly...
Mrs. Whitmore turned her gaze once more toward the side window. The car glided slowly through the blaring horns of the city, but inside, a heavy...
**Diary Entry, 12th March 1953** The schoolmistress, Mrs. Whitaker, said to me just yesterday, “Hannah, your girl must continue her studies. Minds like hers dont come...
**Diary Entry 8th November** Last night, I found a blind three-year-old boy abandoned under a bridgeno one wanted him, so I chose to be his mother....
I once found a blind three-year-old boy abandoned beneath a bridgeno one wanted him, so I chose to be his mother. “Theres someone down there,” whispered...
Adrian lingered on old Edwards words for a long time. *”You need a woman in the house.”* Yes, he knew it was true. In the evenings,...
The ambulance arrived within minutes, but for Emily, those moments felt like an eternity. Drifting between consciousness and darkness, the unfamiliar yet steady voice of William...
Adrian lingered on the old man Edwards words for a long time. *”You need a woman in the house.”* Yes, he knew it was true. Every...
Love Yourself and All Will Be Well Outside the window, a blustery wind blew, leaving everything cold and gloomyjust like...
Stepping Up and Speaking Out The “Submit” button on the drama schools website was tiny, and Ninas palm was clammy,...
17th February Tonight, something happened that I know I will never forget. As I sit here in the quiet of...
When spring arrived, my parents began to consider selling their allotment. They were getting on in years, and neither their...
Send The Submit button on the website looked tiny, yet my palm felt clammy as if I were holding someone...
I moved in with him, believing wed start afresh, but I ended up sleeping on the sofa in what was...
Wednesday in the Courtyard Theres a neatly tied plastic bag resting on the bench by the entrance of the third...
My husband, Edward, and I have shared our lives for over twenty years. We always lived quietly and contentedly together....
For the last three months, my brother Charles has been pestering me about Mum. Ever since her stroke, shes not...
I’m utterly drained. And no, I dont mean some vague sense of emotional tiredness. This is real a physical, mental,...