Emily Taylor

My name is Emily Carter. I’m forty-two years old, and I absolutely refuse to let my parents move in with me.

For as long as I’ve been married, I’ve tried to build a good relationship with my mother-in-law.

**Friday, 15th March – A Diary Entry** My name is Emily, and I’m thirty-six. I’ve been married for six

Her name was Emily, and at thirty-six, she’d spent the last six years married with three children.

**Diary Entry** My name is Eleanor, and I’m thirty-six. Six years ago, I married and became a mother

From the very beginning of my marriage, I tried to build a good relationship with my mother-in-law.

**Diary Entry** I realised long ago that in families with more than one child, someone is nearly always

I’m 42, and I absolutely don’t want my parents moving in with me. My name’s Lucy. I’m forty-two, married

**Diary Entry** I’ve known for years: in families with more than one child, there’s almost always a *favourite*—and

“Why should *I* be the one to look after her? There’s Wesley—her golden boy—let *him* step up.”