Author: Emily Taylor
The Lad Stepped Onto the Tube Barefoot — And Left With More Than Just Trainers It was another bog-standard
Lone Against All Vicky first saw a lighthouse in a book when she was five. In the picture, it stood tall
**October 12th** Helen sat at the old oak table in the parlour, her fingers tracing the worn silver casing
**The Awkward Daughter** “Molly, did you bring home more of that rag nonsense?”
**The Awkward Daughter** “Lottie, you’ve brought more of your rag nonsense home again, haven’t you?
Olivia unlocked the door, dragged the heavy shopping bags inside, and took a deep breath. Just then
Eleanor sat at the old oak table in the parlour, cradling her husband’s pocket watch in her palms.
**Three Women, One Kitchen, and Not a Drop of Peace** Monday was mine. Tuesday, Mum’s. Wednesday, Margaret’s.
**You Didn’t Deserve My Tears** *”Don’t forget, Emma—if it weren’t for me, you’d never have amounted
Three Women, One Kitchen, and Not a Drop of Peace “Right. Monday’s mine. Tuesday—Mum.









