Emily Taylor

Emily Thompson carefully arranged the plates on the dining table, adjusted the napkins, and glanced at

“Mum, that tramp is here again!” Emily wrinkled her nose in disgust. “He’s not a tramp!

**A Paper Crane on the Pavement Led Me to the Truth About My Father’s Disappearance** My life was ordinary

The hushed murmur of London’s elite filled the elegant restaurant, blending with the delicate clink of

Friday night at The Rose & Crown was the height of sophistication. Crystal goblets shimmered beneath

Agatha Whitmore was just pulling an apple crumble from the oven when the doorbell chimed. She glanced

Emily scrubbed the stubborn stains on the stove, her fingers raw from the effort. Her mother-in-law

Emily stood by the window, watching the rain drum against the sill. Behind her, she could hear her husband

The bus stop at the corner of Elm and High Street had its own rhythm. On summer mornings, sunlight filtered

One evening after ballet class, my five-year-old daughter told me she was getting a new mum—her dance teacher.