Emily Taylor

I wandered near the water that afternoon against some unspoken rule. Just escaping my café shift by the

**10th May 2024** For twenty-three years, I dedicated myself to my paralysed son. Then a hidden camera

**Diary Entry** The phone jolted me awake. Bloody ex-husband. Why didn’t I remember to silence it last night?

I recall that day by the water, though I should not have been near. Just a brief respite from my shift

For twenty-three years, I believed devotion meant sacrifice. True love, I thought, lived not in spectacle

Love That Sprang from a Fib “Mrs Davies, please don’t sack me! I’ve two kids and a mortgage!”

Eleanor Jane Harrison twisted the crumpled papers in her hands, her voice trembling before Headmistress

My friend Tabitha Raines had a tongue that could charm the birds from the trees. She was striking, thorny

The Break That Saved My Life “Evelyn, what are you doing?!” Nicholas’s voice boomed

The Break That Saved My Life “Victoria! What on earth are you wearing?” Nicholas’s voice rattled the