Emily Taylor

Without Any Fuss It seems now long ago, on one of those dusky London evenings, Thomas leaned back on

Fragments of Friendship I trudged through the door after another long, wearying day. My movements felt

Home Footage The baby monitor sat atop the sideboard, peering not at her son’s cot, but at the

Liberation I woke with a sudden start, jerked awake by the piercing blare of my phone. In the dim half-light

Where Happiness Grows Mum, look what Ive done! I worked so hard on it, and the teacher praised me!

A Match, By Appointment Evelyn sat at her desk, submerged in the surreal paperwork of a place that felt

The Pact of Love Many years ago, Emily sat at a vast oak table piled high with wedding catalogues.

A beautiful reflection words almost fail me Once, long ago, there was an Englishwoman named Grace who

Mary heads off to her parents for New Years Eveand her husbands family are absolutely furious when they

A White Tablecloth, A Grey Life The stew was good. Helen knew this for sureshed tasted it three times