Emily Taylor

David wanted to take his mother back to the care home. He glanced into the box before leaving.

One morning, my dad was driving to work in London when he stopped at a petrol station to fill up.

The estate on the same wavelength A housing estate on the outskirts of a big city woke up to its usual

Thanks, Jimmy! I dont know what Id do without you, flashed across the phone screen.Her husbands phone

The suitcase by the door was zipped uplike the final touch before leaving. Lucy fidgeted with her coat

Till Next Summer The early summer stretched beyond the window, long and golden-green, the leaves pressing

The Frost-Crusted Bridge Mornings brought a crisp frost over the river, and the old wooden bridge groaned

**The Season of Trust** At the start of May, when the grass had turned lush and mornings still left dew

My son, look after your sick sister. Dont abandon her! his mother whispered, the words clawing at her throat.

In her desperation, she consented to wed the son of a wealthy man who could not walk and a month later