Emily Taylor

When the door shut behind Susan Arkley, only three people were left in the interview room Charlotte

I was standing on the bench in Camden when Sarah Whitfield carefully untied the little knot, feeling

We went to see my mother. As we entered the building, a fiveyearold boy was weeping loudly. Why are you crying?

The evening rain pounds the streets of London, washing away the last traces of lipstick that cling to

Hey love, Ive got a little tale for you, just as it happened on a rainy London morning. Emma was a young

Listen, Emily Moms just brought a new saucepan, Alex peered into the kitchen, scratching the back of his neck.

Parents my flat, me a rental? No, love, you get the rental, and I get my freedom! And here a wardrobe

My wife manages the household while Im here with you, my love.A stranger called, and I heard my husbands

Mr. Francis Reed steps onto the front porch, leaning on his wooden cane. The air carries the scent of

May I eat with you? the homeless girl asked the billionaire, and his reply brought tears to everyones eyes.