Emily Taylor

Victor Hart finally rolled into the village of Willowbrook later than usual. Martha, his wife, had been

Victor Hart finally rolled into the village of Willowbrook later than usual. Martha, his wife, had been

Dear Diary, Tonight I found myself at Mums flat, the door swinging open as my husband Tom and I barged in.

Kindness always finds its way back Emily, at least give the kids a cuppa! Helen pressed her younger daughter close.

George, are you having a laugh? George, are you pulling my leg? Off to your mothers again? What do you

15April My dear diary, Mothers voice still rings in my ears: Patience, love. Youre now part of another

Betty, youll be held responsible for his death! Whose death, you ask? Of course Toms! Yesexactly you!

Dad, Im hungry and I want to go out! the little Blythe cries again, hopping onto her fathers lap.

Mother, I forgive you! Anne Porter lay still, the night folding around her like a heavy quilt.

24December I told my wife, Emily, and my sister, Sarah, that we were inviting them over for NewYears Eve.