Emily Taylor

Just ten dollars, please, the boy begged, hoping to polish the CEOs shoes.Elliot Quinn was not a man

Dear Diary, I never knew my parents. My father walked out when my mother was pregnant, and after that

I slipped into the delivery suite of St.Marys Hospital, London, as if the corridors were rivers of white light.

The fortunetellers stare cut through the dim cottage like a cold wind. Do you have the courage to ask, dear?

Did you ever hear that the strange lady on the groundfloor landing was actually a monster? I remember

For years I lingered as a quiet shadow among the towering stacks of the municipal library. No one truly

Lucy, youve gone mad in your golden years! Your grandkids are already heading off to school, and youre

5May2025 Today I finally put pen to paper about the wreckage I helped create. Im James Whitaker, once

June 12, 2025 The day began with Margaret Hughess voice booming from the kitchen: Let your wife stay

28October2025 My notebook, a rainspattered bench outside the little pastry shop on Abbey Road, Manchester.