Emily Taylor

I used to think my marriage was going welluntil a friend asked me a simple question. I married young

Your son is so dullnothing good will ever come of him!” Emily froze in the doorway, nearly dropping

“Didnt want to marrymum made me,” “Tom, can you look after Harry?” called Emily

**Betrayal**Peter raised his hand in farewell. “Alright, Rosemary, I’m off! Dont worry, Ill

A Slice of Someone Elses Pie She presses a hand to her chesther blood pressures all over the place.

**Diary Entry** I wonder what people will say about thiswhispered the neighbours when they spotted a

We had high hopes that my mother would retire, move to the countryside, and leave her three-bedroom flat

For six long hours, I kept asking myself: Why was my daughter-in-law so hostile toward us? For six years

**Diary Entry** Its funny, isnt it? The way we women convince ourselves that asking for help is somehow

**Diary Entry 8th March**Lately, Ive been struggling. Work has been piling up, and Im always running late.