Emily Taylor

Polly stopped by the corner shop on her way home from work, already queuing at the till when she spotted

**The Inheritance** The old, spacious flat buzzed with unusual activity. The doorbell jangled time and

I never imagined a small act of kindness would return to me in such a touching way. Every morning, I

I thought my life was settled at 64—until my dog came home with a horse and a secret history.

**Diary Entry – 12th November** With an expensive leather suitcase in one hand and an air of self-importance

**The Inheritance** The old London flat hummed with unusual activity. The doorbell jangled every few

“Mum, maybe we should let Gran wander off and get lost? It’d be better for everyone,”

With a sleek leather suitcase in hand and an air of self-assurance, Oliver Harrington strode through

I always despised my father because he was a motorcycle mechanic—but now I ride his Triumph every Sunday.

I always resented my father because he was a motorcycle mechanic—but now I ride his Triumph every Sunday.