“I’m moving out. I’ll leave your flat keys under the mat,” wrote the husband. “Not this again, Emily! How many times? Every penny counts, and you’re...
The cold hospital room hummed with quiet tension. Lydia lay still, the exhaustion of childbirth weighing on her like a lead blanket. Across from her, a...
**The Family Recipe** “Are you truly set on marrying someone you met on the internet?” Edith Preston eyed her future daughter-in-law with the same suspicion one...
Lydia and her husband had longed for their first child. For nine months, hed fussed over her like a prized teapotescorting her to university, especially when...
“Daddy, dont go! Please, dont leave us! Dad, dont buy me anything else, or Alfie either. Just stay with us! No more toy cars, no more...
**The Shadow of Gypsy on Fresh Snow** The crisp, crystal air of January seemed forever stained with the scent of burnt-out Christmas candles and the bitter...
**Whisper Behind the Glass** The orderlya woman with a weary, wind-beaten face and eyes dulled from years of witnessing others’ painshifted Emilys transparent bag from one...
Emily couldnt remember the last time shed felt so rested. Her business trip had been delayed by a few hours, and without explanation, shed switched off...
A lonely cleaner found a phone in the park. Turning it on, she was stunned by what she saw. Martha Wilson left for work earlier than...
“Rom, oh Rom, weve got twins!” sobbed Tanya down the phone. “Theyre so tiny, just 5.5 pounds each, but theyre healthyeverythings fine!” “Bloody hell, the scan...
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...