Emily Taylor

Victor Hart finally rolled into the village of Willowbrook later than usual. Martha, his wife, had been

Dear Diary, Tonight I found myself at Mums flat, the door swinging open as my husband Tom and I barged in.

Kindness always finds its way back Emily, at least give the kids a cuppa! Helen pressed her younger daughter close.

George, are you having a laugh? George, are you pulling my leg? Off to your mothers again? What do you

15April My dear diary, Mothers voice still rings in my ears: Patience, love. Youre now part of another

Betty, youll be held responsible for his death! Whose death, you ask? Of course Toms! Yesexactly you!

Dad, Im hungry and I want to go out! the little Blythe cries again, hopping onto her fathers lap.

Mother, I forgive you! Anne Porter lay still, the night folding around her like a heavy quilt.

24December I told my wife, Emily, and my sister, Sarah, that we were inviting them over for NewYears Eve.

Daniel hands Blythe a bottle of water. She takes it with trembling fingers and steps out of the car.