Emily Taylor

Id been watching the morning rush from my desk at The Gazette, and I knew Blythe was in a panic.

Do they have no relatives? Why did you bring them here? Youre such a pity Pity? What about us?

When I think back to those days, I recall my mother, dear Agnes, tending the potted begonias on the windowsill

Id just brought three babies into the world, and my husband fled in terrorhe never even showed up at

Enough of this! Im done lugging you all around like a pack muleno more pennies left in my pocket.

Youre a burden, not a wife, my motherinlaw blurted in front of the whole family while I was refilling

Maria, urgently! I just saw your daughterinlaw in the shop. She was buying rat poisontwo packs!

I still remember the day the phone buzzed with a short, cold message from Mark: Divorce filed.

If you manage to fix that engine, Ill give you my post, chuckled the boss, his laugh echoing off the concrete.

She found a lost phone and returned it to its owner. Yet when he saw the pendant around his neck, he