Emily Taylor

“Mum, not this again!” Emily groaned, slapping her palm on the kitchen table. “

Muriel Whitaker paused at the entrance to her flat block, catching her breath. The shopping bags weighed

**The Wedding Dress** “How dare you, Emily?! How dare you try on my wedding dress?!”

Mum, have you lost your mind completely?! What do you mean, in-laws?!” Emily shrieked into the

Margaret Taylor pauses at the entrance of her building, catching her breath. The shopping bags drag at

Margaret Whitmore gazed out the bus window at the familiar streets of Manchester. Every morning, the

Margaret stood by the kitchen window, watching her husband Edward tinker with something in the garage.

Elizabeth Whitmore sat on the bus, gazing out at the familiar streets of Manchester. Every morning, the

The rain drummed against the roof of the cottage when Margaret heard a timid knock at the door.

**The In-Laws Came for the Weekend** “Mum, have you completely lost it?! What in-laws?!”