Emily Taylor

The Prophecy “What’s that face for? You’ll love it there, just wait—sea, beach, sunshine,”

Gillian stopped by the shop after work. She didn’t feel like cooking, but she had to feed Emily.

Bad Shift Geoffrey didn’t just step out of the car—he practically oozed onto the pavement. Three routine

The wind howled through the streets, biting and relentless. Emily sprinted from school, her breath forming

Night calls always set my teeth on edge. Decent folk don’t ring at such an hour unless the world’s ending.

**The Failed Operation** Edward didn’t walk out of his car—he stumbled. Three routine surgeries, yet

Never Again After work, Elaine stopped by the shop. She didn’t feel like cooking, but Sophie needed to eat.

The Fortune “Stop sulking, will you? You’ll love it there, just wait and see. The sea, the beach

**Just Forget** The wind howled down the street, bitingly cold. Emily ran from school, desperate to escape

**The Unloved Daughter** I was almost home when my phone rang in my bag. I fished it out and answered