Author: Emily Taylor
The café was wrapped in that delicate midday lullthe sort that feels like it could vanish if you breathed too hard.
From Hatred to Love James had always harboured a deep dislike for dogs. It all stemmed from his early
Sarah lay on the old floral settee in the parlour, her eyes fixed on the ceiling while restless thoughts
Half-alive, the dog shielded a tiny bundle as people gave them a wide berth Matthew was, as usual, in a hurry.
A Hospital Bed Where Childhood Ended She was twelve when her childhood endednot in a schoolyard or at
I finally went to the doctor when I just couldnt take the pain any longer. Three days straightit was
That evening, I didn’t bother wiping up the stew. I simply stepped over the puddle staining the
Cardiologist Mr. Brashley arrived at a peculiar English spa to unwind. He decided to have a shave and
My Imaginary Friend For the past three days, a crowd of kids had been hanging around Beatrice.
10 years. Thats how long theyd tried everything to bring the businessman back. It became almost a legend








