Emily Taylor

**Ten Years Wasted** *Diary Entry* “Bloody hell, Valerie!” shouted Emily, snatching the mug

The Uninvited Party Margaret Whitmore adjusted her third outfit of the evening before the mirror when

*A Bouquet of Daisies in November* Emily tightened her dressing gown and stepped to the window.

The Uninvited Party Margaret Whitmore adjusted her third outfit of the evening in front of the mirror

– Lydia Whitmore, how could you let this happen? – the neighbour, Margaret Holloway, shrieked in the

The guests had left, but the resentment lingered. “Mum, how can you say such things?”

“Thank You, Mum, for the Gift” Eleanor stepped outside, pausing as the crisp winter air met her face.

Mrs. Walker, how could you let this happen? Valerie Simmons cried out in the hallway of their shared

**Diary Entry** The guests left, but the resentment lingered. “Mum, what on earth are you saying?”

“Who the hell do you think you are, telling me what to do?” Oliver spun around from the fridge, a chilled