I stop ironing Marks shirts the moment he calls my stayathome life just sitting around. Did you get tired of watching telly, Emily? Of chatting on...
23April2025 London Ive always prided myself on being punctual, the sort who never lets a train slip past the platform. This morning I told Emma I...
31December I called Mum and my sister over for New Years Eve, I told James that evening. Will you have time to get everything ready? he...
Listen, Victor, spat Nigel, leaning against his neighbours garden wall, youve taken her as a wife, and she cant cook a proper roast nor even sort...
The brides mother put me at the worst table with a sly smile. Know your place, she warned. Within minutes the waiters began folding linens, clearing...
Rain pattered against the sill of our rented twobed flat. I watched the drops trace strange patterns on the glass while the kitchen filled with the...
The street was noisy today, as it always is in spring when the townsfolk finally feel the warm sunshine after a long, dreary winter. The grey,...
“Evelyn, think a hundred times before you sign the consent to give your baby up,” the matron warned, voice trembling. “Later it’ll be too late.” “I...
Listen, you daft fool, William spat, slumping onto the old oak log beside the Millers cottage. I married her, and she cant cook a proper roast...
Sophie was sprinting to work, absolutely late a total nightmare! If she didnt get past the turnstile before the editorinchief, Peter Mitchell, shed have to write...