Emily Taylor

**The Last Letter** Grace had never known her father. When she grew older and asked her mother about

**The Pink Scarf** I still remember the day I buried my husband, two years ago now. He was seventeen

Everything Happens Elizabeth woke just moments before her alarm was set to ring. She lay still, steeling

**Mirage** Over dinner, Dad kept shooting dissatisfied glances at his son. Ethan guessed Mum must have

**The Last Letter** I never knew my father. When I grew older and asked Mum about him, she just replied

**A Bittersweet Kind of Joy** On Friday, the head accountant arrived at work dressed elegantly, clutching

The Call Miriam had finished lunch, washed the dishes, and laid down for a nap. Her husband, Paul, had

Elizabeth woke a few minutes before her alarm. She lay still, bracing herself for another day, just like

Traffic Jam The cars had come to a complete standstill, packed tightly in endless rows. Not a single

The Call Miriam had eaten lunch, washed the dishes, and lay down for a nap. Her husband, Paul, had gone