**London, 1971.** The city stirred beneath a veil of morning mist, grey and heavy. The streets still glistened from last nights rain, and the gas lamps...
Emma was just finishing the washing up after breakfast when her mother-in-law, Margaret, called. Six-month-old Oliver was peacefully napping in his pram on the balcony, so...
The cab pulled up by the iron gates of the cemetery. A young man stepped out and approached the flower seller at the entrance. “Twelve tulips,...
Why Grace started knitting baby booties, she couldnt say. Her daughter had just turned forty. Two years ago, shed been widowed, never having had children. Last...
London, winter of 1991. The city woke to a biting cold that seeped right into the bones. Frost-covered buildings reflected the dull morning light, while snow...
London, winter of 1991. The city wakes to a biting cold that seeps deep into the bones. Frost clings to the buildings, reflecting the dull grey...
**Diary Entry – 12th October** Today was Mums seventieth birthdaya proper milestone. Shed bought some lovely fabric and had a dress made just for the occasion....
**Diary Entry** I was sitting on the bench, bathed in sunlight, enjoying the first warm days of spring. At last, it had arrived. Only God knew...
In a bustling city where towering buildings raced each other to touch the clouds, impatient traffic lights blinked, and streets carried the scent of rain mingled...
“Cheer up, Dave! Chin upat least you had a brilliant New Years!” There it washis hometown. Dave stepped off the train, crossed the station square, and...
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...