Emily Taylor

“Take the kid if you want, I don’t care. I can’t stand the sight of him. Just give me some money

The rain hammered against the window of Emily Dawson’s cramped terraced house in Manchester, the storm

**Wait for Me** He leans against the rough, cool wall, eyes shut. It feels impossible to move.

**Diary Entry** It was bucketing down outside, and Eleanor stood by the window of her cramped little

“What the hell are you doing in my laptop?” Alex loomed over Emily. She had never seen him

**Wait for Me** I leaned against the rough, cool wall, closing my eyes. It felt impossible to move.

The Trusting Husband and the Poisoned Cup “We’re here, Mum,” Leo said, holding the car door open for

Between Us, a Chasm… Emily struggled to pick up the pieces after her divorce from David. She’d suspected

The paper cranes sailed across the sky… Emily woke and stretched languidly, then paused to remember what

The paper cranes sailed across the sky… Emily woke up and stretched lazily, then frowned, trying