Emily Taylor

I found two little children in my garden, raised them as my own, and after fifteen years some strangers

My mother was the confidante of a married gentleman, the very man whose blood runs in my veins.

My daughter asked me to transfer her to another school. No tears. No shouting. No fuss. She casually

After twentyone years of marriage, one night Evelyn Whitaker turned to me and said, Youve got to ask

Mom, are you the spare one? Which flat? The one on the fourth floor? Im the spare, Emma Foster admitted

Andrew, put on your hat, son, its freezing out there! Leave it, Mum, if I didnt freeze in the Arctic

Martha was dabbing away the tears that streamed down her pale, deeply lined cheeks. Every now and then

On my wedding day I received a text from my bosss son: Youre fired. Happy wedding day. I showed it to

I remember the way Eleanor stared at the flickering matches clutched in the old woman’

Mom, are you the spare one? Which flat? The one on the fourth floor? Im the spare, Emma Foster admitted