Author: Emily Taylor
**The Bouquet** Vera lay with her eyes closed, half-dozing. Across the narrow dorm room, Holly sat cross-legged
William woke at three in the morning to work as a refuse collector on the streets of Manchester.
William rose at three in the morning, working as a dustman on the streets of London. Thanks to his excellent
Beth lay with her eyes closed, half-listening as Emily sat cross-legged on the opposite bed, reading
The Parable: “Three Views of One Situation” One day, three women stood at a market stall selling apples
Oh, you won’t believe this story—it’s so lovely. So, this bloke stopped Emily in the street, looking
For Love “Excuse me, love, any chance you know where Suvorov Street is? Been walking in circles—no
Tom lay on his back, the weight of Martha’s head nestled in the hollow of his collarbone. One leg draped
**Diary Entry** William woke at three in the morning, hauling rubbish through London’s streets.