Author: Emily Taylor
**My Flesh and Blood** Helen adored her son and was fiercely proud of him. Sometimes she caught herself
— Emily, there was a strange man bothering your Sophie at the playground. — Bothering? What do you mean, Lucy?
The Enigmatic Painting Emma sat in the backseat of the car, gazing out the window. Her spirits were high
**The Enigmatic Painting** Emily sat in the back seat of the car, gazing out the window. Her spirits
— Son… — Sorry, but I’m not your son. Don’t call me that. My name is Andrew. — Andrew… Andy… Son!
**Three Letters Without a Return Address** The air was still, not a whisper of wind, nor a rustle of
The Nasty Old Woman Charlotte stepped out of the taxi and waited for little Emily to climb out after her.
“Man or Muppet?” “It’s past three in the morning, and those lads upstairs are
**Sorting Out Her Love Life** “Mum, don’t get so worked up—Daniel said he loves me. We’re getting
