Emily Taylor

Who knows where the river of fate will turn For the past month, John had seemed distant, lost in thought

I’m thinking we should order purple wallpaper, my husband told me. Dont you realise it clashes

Oh, Mum, youre frying fish again, said Emily as she peered into the kitchen. Its almost as if Ive opened

My husband and I were completely stunned! Margaret, now in her fifties, recalled. Its beyond telling, really.

My relationship with my parents unravelled sharply when I began making choices guided by my own desires

Love Yourself, and Everything Will Be Fine Outside, the wind was howling, and heavy snow swept across

As I stepped onto the double-decker bus headed towards school, my gaze fell upon a man in his fifties

To Step Out and Speak The “Submit” button on the drama centres website is tiny, but Sarahs

From an early age, Philip was a well-mannered child, earning the quiet praise of his parents at home

So, the other day, I was on holiday with a mate by the seaside. We were lounging in this breezy summer