Emily Taylor

**Diary Entry** The spare room’s been taken. Margaret Carter stood by the kitchen window, watching a

“They arrived with suitcases.” “You’ve lost your mind! Where am I supposed to put all

“Absolutely not, Edward! I won’t take it anymore!” Claire slammed her fist on the kitchen

**Diary Entry – October 12th** Bloody hell, what a day. The missus finally put her foot down, and not

**A Second Chance** Evelyn Parsons was your typical grandmother, with all her quirks and flaws.

“The Betrayal of Blood” Lena’s voice trembled with fury. “Emily, what on earth have you done?

**Suitcases at the Door** “You’ve lost your mind! Where on earth am I supposed to put all your luggage?

Happiness at the Festive Rate “Thank you, Mum.” Edmund rose from the table and stretched. “

Margaret Wilson put down her knitting and listened. Someone was fumbling with the latch on the front door.

“Blood Is Thicker Than Water” “Nina, what on earth are you doing?!”