28October2025 Evening Ive reached a point where Im fed up with cleaning up after my wife. The thought crossed my mind that it would be easier...
What do you mean theres nothing for dinner? We didnt come here for your sake! Jamess fatherinlaw protested, sinking into the empty chair at the kitchen...
The last meeting in the autumn park They met again in the same green that had witnessed the start of everything twentyodd years ago. Not by...
Silence. It was so complete that James didnt even realise at first what had roused him. No alarm clock, no clatter in the kitchen, no splash...
She came back home to find neither husband nor his belongings. What are you looking at me like that? Zoe teased, her smile wide. Stanley just...
Hey love, you wont believe the drama thats been going on at my place lately. So I was trying to stir up a little fight between...
Peter Johnson married Laura Brown when her daughter Emily was ten. Emily still remembered her biological father, who had died two years earlier, and at first...
Hey love, you wont believe the drama thats been going on at my place lately. So I was trying to stir up a little fight between...
Im done cleaning up after you, Julia shouted, her voice echoing like a broken teacup. It would be easier to kick you out, get divorced, finally...
After the Easter lunch, I caught my niece Ainsley whispering to my sister Ellen, She was broke when I met her. Of course she only married...
Old letters When the postman finally stopped hoisting parcels up the stairs and began leaving newspapers and envelopes in the...
I still recall how James turned his back on a seaside holiday, all for the sake of saving a few...
Step back! he roared. I never vowed to marry you! And I dont even know whose baby this is. Maybe...
Emily was being way too clingy about helping around the house, so I gave her a gentle shove toward the...
Margaret, must I keep calling you Mrs. Whitaker? I asked, trying to keep the tremor out of my voice. Explain...
26October2025 I can hardly believe Im writing this, but I need to get it out of my head before the...
I stopped ironing Jamess shirts the day he dismissed my work as just sitting at home. Come on, Emily, what...
James said he was off on a work trip, but I found his car parked outside my best friends flat....
The brides mother, Margaret Whitfield, slid me into the worst table with a sardonic smile. Know your place, she sneered....
Rain tapped against the sill of the little rented twobedroom flat. James watched the droplets trace strange patterns on the...