Emily Taylor

**Exhale** Yesterday, Katie turned 47. Two years ago, her life had been shattered. It’s ironic how such

“Who do you think you are, telling me what to do?” Peter snapped, turning abruptly from the

**Diary Entry: The Arrival of My Son** One dreary autumn evening, I realised a son had taken residence

He was just a boy—freckled, slightly clumsy, with a crookedly tied school tie and shining eyes that gazed

One damp autumn evening, I realised my belly had become home to a son. I knew right away it was a son—not

The Note on the Fridge Margaret Wilkins woke at half past six, as always. Outside, the sky was still

**A Mother-in-Law’s Tale – You Won’t Believe Who I Just Met** Katie rushed home, scrubbed her hands

The Tale of a Mother-in-Law. – You won’t believe who I’ve just met. Katie burst into the house, scrubbed

I am 56, and I have never been married. No, I am not a spinster. I have a wonderful daughter who is married

A Dream of Pretend Edmund walked along the platform, basking in the warm spring sun. For seven years