Emily Taylor

A Love Story Margaret didn’t feel well that morning. Snow was falling heavily outside. She was glad she’d

Margaret woke feeling unwell. Snow fell heavily outside the window. She was glad she’d gone shopping

Elizabeth kept dismissing the call, but Nicholas kept ringing again and again. “Elizabeth, answer me.

The Fateful Ski Trail The wheels of the commuter train clattered merrily along the rails. Towering pines

**A Home for the Sons** Nigel was the sort of man who could turn his hand to anything. He’d built a house

Happiness Under the Bench Christine stopped by the shop after work. Only four days remained until New

My Angel Lizzy kept silencing the ringing phone, but Nicholas called again and again. “

**A Teacher’s Kindness Returned** The canteen hummed with the usual clamour of students—clattering trays

Happiness Under the Bench Christine popped into the shop after work. With just four days left until New

The air bit like winter teeth as Emma adjusted the hem of her dress, her reflection flickering in the