Emily Taylor

The restaurant floats high above London, as if its been built to keep hardship at bay. Crystal chandeliers

Hed pictured her face the whole way back to London. Every mile, every train, every sleepless night haunted

The little girl didnt give food to the woman on the bench out of kindness. She gave it because, in some

The churchyard was so still that even sorrow seemed to have wandered off. Damp, russet leaves pressed

The bell above the door at Carters Pawn & Loan hadnt startled me in twenty years. I know every sound

The little girl stood barefoot in the centre of the grand hall, her grubby, pale smock loosely hanging

No one expected the day to spin so strangely. It was supposed to be another village fair. Another routine show.

The street shimmered with that particularly English sort of eveningbeautiful, even while quietly hiding

A woman, age 63: After seven years alone, I let a man into my life. Three months later, I wished I hadnt

She Taught Him a Lesson for Life! We often hear the phrase dont judge a book by its cover, but sometimes