Emily Taylor

Auntie Margaret, Im really sorry to bother you, but would you mind watching my son for a little while?

My boyfriend and I rented a room in a lovely old ladys house. Weve been living with her for eight months now.

Im 67 now. My life has always been built around routine. I worked for 42 years at the same banksame desk

Did I really start irritating my own husband? For eight years, everything went smoothly, but in the ninth

Have you really thought this through, Miss Margaret? The voice of the bus driver of the old, rattling “

How We Broke Up Yes, we decided it was for the best. Calmly, without tears or shoutingwe handled it well

For ten years, I looked after my husbands grandfather. Back then, we lived together with our children

This is my final warningif you dont change the wedding venue, Im not marrying you. There were only two

After a night shift, Emily was so tired she could barely move her feet. The bitter cold had given way

The Boy Who Always Visited His Mother Diary entry When I was ten years old, I lost my mother.