Author: Emily Taylor
Funny how life turns out, isnt it? Things could have gone so differently. Our neighbour often says how
Gran, I need a favour. I really need some money. A lot of money. Her grandson had popped round in the
No one to talk to. A Diary Entry Mum, what are you on about? How can you say you have no one to talk to?
The distant chiming of bells, not unlike the ring of Big Ben drifting down the Thames on a misty afternoon
Youre not a wife, youre just a maid. You dont even have children! Mum, Emilys going to stay with us for a while.
You know my mate George? Hes always been a bit of a chanceralways on the lookout for the easy life, really.
We really should have prepared earlier for the baby’s arrival! My discharge from the hospital was
I paid for my son’s happiness I spent many nights mulling things over, until at last I decided
For about an hour, I found myself watching these soon-to-be parents, both of whom looked as though theyd
I lost the will to help my mother-in-law when I found out what shed done. But I cant bring myself to









