Author: Emily Taylor
Either you take him today, or I’ll just tie him up by the motorway, said the man in the expensive
Dennis, who are they? Where did all these people come from? Christine’s voice trembles. She grips her
We met at the GP surgery, waiting in line to see the doctor. I was there because my blood pressure kept spiking;
Her grandson turned twenty, and for all those twenty years, Claudia Matthews had known he wasn’
At sixty-eight, I became invisible to my own family. And then they remembered me. My husband died when
**October 15th** I was walking back from the chemist’s, and all I could think about was getting home
“I can’t keep living with a pensioner,” Victor said, staring not at me but at the plate of meatballs.
— The holiday’s off, — Leonard muttered, eyes glued to his phone. — Mom’s on her way. I stood in the
— Thomas, who’s that? Why are there so many people here? — Eleanor’s voice trembled, and she squeezed
“Either you take him today, or I’ll just tie him up by the road,” I snapped, my designer coat flapping









