Emily Taylor

Friends were heading off on holiday and left us the keys to their country cottage. You know, in case

A Discovery Under the Tub A week of being bedridden with a fever and cough was now behind her.

SOUL MIGRATION. Emma couldn’t quite put her finger on it, but she felt as though the spirit of

Cheeky Aunt “Is it so hard to help family now? Kick out your flatmates and make some room for us!”

“Why are you sitting out in the cold?” asked Sarah Johnson, frowning as she felt the chill.

“Once again, you’ve bought a gift just for your mum and forgotten about me?” Hannah said bitterly.

“Why are you sitting out in the cold?” asked Mrs. Margaret Jones, grimacing against the biting chill.

Overslept! By the time she managed to apply lipstick on her way from the bathroom to the front door

Michael set the buckets of water down on Agatha’s porch bench and was about to leave when the old

“You live well, so you should help your relatives!” “Emma, are you at home?”