Emily Taylor

“Back again to torment me, are you? Look at him, the little lordling! Fancies himself a proper

**Diary Entry**The rain hammered against the glass roof of the grand estate tucked away in the countryside

Laura packs her things and walks away from you. “Where to?” you ask. “What difference

**Diary Entry 12th June** Imagine standing at your own wedding, with nearly 200 guests watching, and

**Diary Entry 12th March** The little girl came up to my bike at midnight, barefoot, clutching a plastic

I was ready to hand out a speeding ticket after pulling over a woman doing 95 mph until I spotted something

**Childhood Love** “Mum, can I wear the blue shirt to nursery tomorrow?” “

**Diary Entry 23rd May**“Mum, Uncle Alex doesnt like me.”“What are you saying, sweetheart?”

“Honesty is a fine thing with you, Evelyn!” burst out Olivia. “So last summer, our

Oh, my dear, what a day that was Grey and drizzly, like the sky itself knew the heartache brewing in