Author: Mria McNillan

The surgeon glanced at the unconscious patientthen suddenly recoiled, his voice sharp: Call the police, now!

**Diary Entry** The day we buried my husband, a fine drizzle fell. That small black umbrella did little

Hearing footsteps, Emily swiftly deleted the messagesomething about a lover missing her husband terribly

**Diary Entry: The Truth We Never Asked For**It all started with something smalla tiny, seemingly insignificant detail.

Life, Where Theres Room for Warmth, Kindness, and Priceless Moments of Humanity She mewed quietly, almost

“Look at her thinking shes going to be somebody. Poor thing, with that shabby old briefcase.”

It was a day Ill never forget. A woman stood at my doorstep whom I hadnt seen in five long yearsMargaret Whitby.

Oh, mate I finally realised what Ive done. I wanted to go back to my ex-wife, the woman I spent 30 years

The sky drizzled softlylike a delicate veil of rainas people hurried past with umbrellas open and eyes downcast.

Late autumn, early morning on a workdaythe city still yawned, but tyres already hissed on the country road.