Emily Taylor

**Exhale** Yesterday, Emily turned 47. Two years ago, her life had fallen apart. Funny how such a clichéd

**An Extra Mouth** The kitchen table was suddenly a tight squeeze. The modest five-metre space, once

**Cramped!** Emily blinked at the message on her phone, disbelief freezing her fingers mid-scroll. *”

**Tight Squeeze!** Emily stared at her phone in disbelief as she read the message: *”

Twilight Years “Gran, we won’t be able to come for your anniversary tomorrow, sorry,”

He was just a lad—freckled, a bit clumsy, with a haphazardly tied school tie and shining eyes that looked

After getting his bonus at the factory, Andrew and his two mates were sitting in a cosy little pub.

In the twilight of her years, Granny received an unexpected call the evening before her birthday. “

Mary’s husband had always been a quiet, composed man—gentle in his ways and measured in his speech.

It was on a damp, chilly autumn evening that I first realized a son had taken up residence inside me.