Author: Emily Taylor
You have no conscience. Cant you see how difficult it is for Daniel? Hes your brother; you could have
You know, by the time the dog was almost ready to give up, she was set on leaving this harsh world behind
Storm the black stallion was destined for the rope, but a lone girl turned the whole thing on its head
THOUGHTS OVERHEARD. This morning Daniel Brooks almost missed his shift at the engineering plant.
Martha was condemned in the same afternoon the bruise showed beneath her coat. Fortytwo years old, a
Every afternoon, after school ended, Tomás walked the cobblestone lanes with his backpack slung over
She sits on the hospital bed, legs drawn up, and repeats irritably, I dont need him. Im refusing him.
Morning, 3May1946 I awoke with a strange dream that has clung to me all night: I saw my little boy, Jack
I can hardly believe it myself. Once more, just as I did twenty years ago, Im twirling around the dance
Sorry, Mum, I couldnt just leave them, my 16yearold shouted as he walked through the front door, cradling







