Emily Taylor

**Diary Entry – A Winter’s Tale** The last day of the Christmas holidays, and my mates decided to hit

My Daughter and I Have a ‘Code Word’ – What Happened Yesterday Is Why You Should Have One Too This experience

**Diary Entry – 15th May** I sat across from my daughter in a quaint little café in Manchester, watching

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The Prophecy “What’s that face for? You’ll love it there, just wait—sea, beach, sunshine,”

Gillian stopped by the shop after work. She didn’t feel like cooking, but she had to feed Emily.

Bad Shift Geoffrey didn’t just step out of the car—he practically oozed onto the pavement. Three routine

The wind howled through the streets, biting and relentless. Emily sprinted from school, her breath forming

Night calls always set my teeth on edge. Decent folk don’t ring at such an hour unless the world’s ending.

**The Failed Operation** Edward didn’t walk out of his car—he stumbled. Three routine surgeries, yet