Emily Taylor

**Diary Entry** I knew you could hear me, Mum. “Gran, will you tell me a story?”

**A New Year’s Surprise** Emily hurried home, barely noticing the icy pavement beneath her feet.

**Rain Brings Luck** After a sweltering summer came a cold and damp autumn, with biting winds and relentless rain.

The Bonds of Brotherhood Oliver pulled his Jaguar up outside the shopping centre, reluctant to leave

“Blame Yourself, Mum” Emma was frying burgers when the doorbell chimed. She wiped her hands

**A Rescue from Loneliness** I woke up late this morning. My first thought was that I’d overslept—that

“You Only Have Yourself to Blame, Mum” Helen was frying burgers when the doorbell rang.

Polly climbed the stairs to her office, relieved not to bump into any colleagues. She wasn’t in the mood

**A Rescue from Loneliness** Elizabeth woke up late. Her first thought was that she’d overslept—her daughter

**The Last Sacrifice** “Mum, I need to talk to you.” “What an ominous way to start,”