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The Man in the Photograph
When Poppy turned thirty, the world around her seemed to stretch into a single, endless pause. By day she sat...
The House on the Outskirts
Hey love, pull up a chair and let me tell you about the night we spent in that old cottage...
My Husband Decided to Send Our Son to the Countryside to Stay with His Mum, Against My Wishes
Dear Diary, Simon decided, without consulting me, to send our nineyearold son Harry to his mothers cottage in Ashwick, a...
I Welcomed My Friend After Her Divorce, But Over Time I Realised I Was Slowly Becoming a Servant in My Own Home
I took my friend in after her divorce. Over time I realized I was slowly turning into a servant in...
The Indispensable One
The first time Elizabeth Hart saw Andrew Bennett at work, he had just turned up for an interview in the...
They Stole My Clothes, Cowboy! ‘Save Me!’ Pleaded the Apache Woman by the Lake!
Someone stole my clothes, cowboy! Help me! a woman wailed by the pond. A battered threewheeler clattered to a stop...
The Handwriting of History
Morning started just the way it always did. Andrew Sinclair woke up a minute before his alarm, like hed been...
Whispers from the Past: Unveiling Old Letters
Old letters When the postman finally stopped hoisting parcels up the stairs and began leaving newspapers and envelopes in the...