This flat will now be Eleanors home, Andrew announced as he stepped through the door, fresh from his break. It was a day that felt different...
He got home late, practically stumbling straight into the shower. He didnt even bother taking his shoes off at the door; he tossed his blazer onto...
I arrived at the Christmas dinner with a plaster cast on my foot and a voice recorder in my pocket. Everyone stared at me in shock...
June 14, 2025 Dear Diary, The ramshackle cottage that belongs to Uncle Harold sits at the very edge of our little Yorkshire village, and most people...
April 12th a night I shall not soon forget. My dog, Molly, was wailing all through the darkness, refusing me any rest. When I finally dared...
Mom, you really dont need to travel now, my son Alex said. Think about it the journey is long, a whole night on the train, and...
The heat was gnawing at Molly the cat from the inside. It wasnt the first time, but about two weeks ago shed sniffed out a patch...
15April2025 Im still trying to make sense of today, so Im putting it down while the memory is fresh. After two weeks away, I finally returned...
Get out of here, I never loved you! Nicholas shouted after his young wife as she fled the flat, cradling their infant son. Finally youve had...
I arrive at the Christmas dinner with a cast on my foot and a voice recorder tucked into my jacket pocket. When I tell everyone that...
The street was bustling today, as it always is in spring when the city finally feels the warm sun after...
Her boss Sally was hurrying to the office, dreadfully lateshe imagined the nightmare of standing before the editorinchief without having...
Youre a burden, not a wife, my motherinlaw announced, her voice cutting through the chatter as I was refilling the...
The old matriarch, Margaret Whitcombe, tended to her potted ferns on the sill, each leaf glistening like tiny lanterns. Suddenly...
Go on and trash your mum all you like, but if you utter another word about my mother that I...
Im Thomas Miller, a farmhand from the little village of Somerby in North Yorkshire, and Ill tell you how Valerie...
I stared at the screen, my hands clenched around a steaming mug of tea. A text from James was brutally...
“I’m fed up with hauling you all on my back! Not a single penny leftgo feed yourselves however you wish!”...
Dear Diary, That’s not my child, the magnate snarled, ordering his wife to take the infant and leave the house....
He chased his wife from the flat, laughing that all shed been left with was a battered old Hotpoint fridge....