Author: Emily Taylor
One must go on living. Hes run away, and thats that. If hed been a decent sort, perhaps you could mourn
You know, my parents barely lived together at all I was only about four when my dad left home and never
Oi, lad, dont touch the display case with those filthy handsbesides, I doubt you could afford a necklace
I found him on a Tuesday evening as I was walking home from work. He was lying next to the wheelie binssoaked
How do I go on without you? What am I meant to do now? Why should I carry on? The tears streamed down
Once, my brother rang me up and told me he and his family were off on holiday. As he didnt want to leave
When I turned 69, I finally received a sum of money I’d been waiting years for. My own money.
Sophie, have you completely lost your mind? Youre forty-five! Your sons all grown up, off in the army!
Oh, I just couldnt do it. People turn into vegetables. Youd go mad with bedbound relatives!
He Came Home a Year Later
When I Stepped Out to Take Out the Rubbish, He Was Still Sitting by the D…
Returned After a Year 9th February Today marks a year since it all happened. Funny how some things never







