Emily Taylor

“Do Your Best, Dear” “You know, dear, you’ll have to work very hard to fit into our family,” Lydia remarked

**Diary Entry – A Rainy Reunion** The Tube exit was jammed. Outside, the rain poured relentlessly.

“I don’t care!” Emily stormed across the room, flailing her arms. “

At first, Henry thought his mother had simply put on a bit of weight. Oddly, though—her waist had rounded

“Who would want someone like you?” “Emma, don’t photograph me in profile. Just don’t,”

**Dottie** Wherever Dottie went, she turned heads. The way she dressed made the entire supermarket staff—where

**Diary Entry** I’ll never forget the day I saw the boy by the fence. I’d been working as a housekeeper

**Diary Entry – Summer with Mother-in-Law** “Charlotte, love, what if I stayed with you for the summer?

The winter holidays were drawing to a close. The rich feasts of roast dinners, mince pies, and puddings

“Victor, forgive me,” she said, her voice calm but somehow unfamiliar. “I couldn’t