Emily Taylor

After celebrating her fiftieth birthday, Agatha decided to take leave at the start of May to leisurely

**Diary Entry** “Mrs. Thompson! What on earth are you saying?!” Margaret Wilson shouted

She said “everything’s fine” — then wept all night long “Mum, what on earth is

The quiet woman spoke loudly. “William! How much longer must I put up with this? This is the second

The mother-in-law whispered behind her back. “What on earth are you saying, Margaret?”

“Girls, I’m so sorry,” she said. “I made such a scene! Accused all of you!”

Lydia Whitmore stood at her kitchen window, watching her grandson Max hurl stones at the neighbour’s cat.

**A Choice Made by Fate** “Katie, maybe it’s time we stop lying to each other?”

**Part-Time Husband** “Marvellous. You made your wife a baby, then ran back to Mummy’s skirts?

**Diary Entry** I stood by the window in my mother’s hospital room, the air thick with the scent of disinfectant