Emily Taylor

My ex-husband promised our son a flat, but with a condition—I must marry him again. I’m sixty and live in Bath.

I’m still your son, Mum: the letter I couldn’t help but write Mum, I imagine you sometimes

My name is Mary. I’m fifty-five, and I come from Bath. Yes, I’ve just become a mother.

My life took an unexpected turn at sixty. I reside in Exeter. After two decades of silence, the past

My ex-husband promised our son a flat, but there was a catch—I had to remarry him. I’

My name is Linda. I’m fifty-five years old, and I’m from Bath. Yes, I just became a mother.

My four-year-old son always cried when he stayed with his grandmother. I was stunned when I found out why.

My name is Mary. I’m fifty-five, and I’m from Bath. Yes, I’ve just become a mother.

My four-year-old son always cried when he was left with his grandmother. When I found out why, I was stunned.

The man of my dreams left his wife for me, but I had no idea what I was getting into. I had been infatuated