Emily Taylor

I remember the way Eleanor stared at the flickering matches clutched in the old woman’

Mom, are you the spare one? Which flat? The one on the fourth floor? Im the spare, Emma Foster admitted

I was fortyfive when I finally married. Evelyn already had three children, her own small fleet of woes

Did you actually put him on the tenancy register? Sam’s jaw dropped. His mum had never even hinted

13April Im writing this down because the house has become a battlefield and I need to sort my thoughts.

I’m leaving! Edward declared. Whats that supposed to mean? his wife, Emily, asked, her mind still

12March Yesterday, my mother, Margaret Smith, announced in the hallway that my brother, James, had just

Andrew and Margaret had spent five years dreaming of a child, and when little Samuel was born it felt

Hello, Ethel? Come home right away, somethings happened, her fathers voice crackled over the line, panicked

Victor Hart finally rolled into the village of Willowbrook later than usual. Martha, his wife, had been