Emily Taylor

“Someone Else’s Husband” “Olivia, I’m sorry, I have to go.”

**October 12, 1987** Margaret Elizabeth stood by the window, watching the neighbor hang laundry across

No one quite recalls where Aunt Marge—Mum’s friend—came from. To me, she seemed to have always existed

The Other Man “Olivia, I should go,” said Edward, pulling on his coat. “Did your wife call?

**Diary Entry – October 12th** At seventy, I realised the worst thing isn’t an empty house—it’s a full

**A Stranger, Yet the Closest** “Emily Whitaker, you must be joking! This isn’t right!”

At seventy, I learned that the worst thing isn’t an empty house, but a full one with people who don’t need you.

**Farewell** The deaf and darkened night faded, inching closer to the inevitable moment of parting.

She Can’t Lie Under the Cathedral’s Dome Back in school, Robert was hardly a model student, but he aced

“Daughter” The sun hung low over the winding road as Leonard slowed his car, spotting the