Emily Taylor

Clara and Thomas stepped into the house, where the warm glow of the evening streamed through the wide

The Little Girl on the Steps He almost didnt see her. In the Monday morning chaos of meetings, the click

Emily folded her arms, leaning against the back of her chair. Her icy blue eyes never left Daniels face.

William stood in the doorway, pale as chalk, his gaze dark and almost threatening. His hands gripped

**Where the Light Doesnt Reach**In the bitter heart of winter, in the frozen, starving depths of the

**Diary Entry 12th May** *”You had a child at nearly 50? What were you thinking?”

“Take her! I was a fool to listen to you!” the stranger screamed. Im raising a daughter born

**A Diary of Love and Loneliness** My husband and I denied ourselves everything so our children could

The fairgrounds of Willow Creek were always too loud, too sticky, too vast for such a quiet, delicate

Edward Whitmore stood in the doorway, his heart pounding like a drum as he watched the scene unfold before him.