The air smelled of roast beef with Yorkshire pudding, fish and chips, and tall bottles of fine claret. In the corner of *The Ivy*, one of...
“Forty-one and wanting a babyare you mad?” John shouted at Emily. “At your age, most women are grandmothers! Emily, dont be ridiculous.” Fine, it was clear...
In a small town in England, long ago, there lived a woman named Margaret. One morning, she lay in bed with a fever, her throat burning...
In the heart of London, where tangled power lines stretch overhead like the citys veins, lived Eleanor Whitmore. She was a woman who could juggle three...
“Ah, so a marriage certificate really is stronger than just living together, eh?” The men at the site had teased Nadia with smirks. “Im not going...
**Monday, 15th May** In a corner of London, where the tangled overhead wires hummed like the citys veins, there lived a woman named Eleanor Whitmore. She...
The air in the small London flat was thick with tension. Victor and Margaret had regretted a thousand times over listening to their son and selling...
“Natasha, tell your son I wont be living with him anymore,” Emily said, her voice steady but cold. “Oh, will you now?” Natasha scoffed, crossing her...
Charlotte and her mother-in-law sat huddled on an old bed, both wrapped up warm against the winter chill. The cottage had only just had the fire...
**Friday, 15th September** Lily and her best friend Sophie had just finished their classes for the day. The evening was still bright, and Lily wasnt ready...
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,...