Emily Taylor

**Too Much Care** Charlotte woke to the smell of fried onions and an odd clatter. The room was dark

The End of Love, The Dawn of a Dream The silence between them was heavy. “I’m leaving, Thomas.

**Too Much Care** I woke to the smell of fried onions and a strange clattering sound. The room was dark

First the Coffee, Then You “Emily, listen to this—I’ve had a brainwave!” Alex burst into

**The Secretary with a Secret** “Olivia, remind me where my coffee is?” The irritation in

“First Coffee, Then You” Lena stirred her porridge lazily as Sam burst into the kitchen

Margaret looked at her grandson and felt the urge to give him such a walloping that he’d remember the

The Lamp That Almost Tore the Family Apart “Emily, Jack, which one of you broke my lamp?

**The Secretary with a Surprise** “Charlotte, remind me where my coffee is?” snapped Gregory

**A Lamp Almost Tore Us Apart** “Emily, Jack, which one of you broke my lamp?” Mum’s voice