Emily Taylor

**Diary Entry – 9th October** *”Oh, hello there, kingdom of chaos! Sophie, you’re home all the

Unexpectedly Married Emma dashed through the shopping centre, arms laden with bags, weaving past shoppers

**A Stranger’s Letter** I was sorting through old things the other day when I stumbled upon a letter

Christ, she really lost it, didn’t she? *”Who even wants you around, you old crow? You’re just

**Diary Entry – 14th May** I never thought I’d hear those words from my little boy. *”

Unexpectedly Married Emily was dashing through the shopping centre, arms full of bags, weaving past people

Sophie nearly choked on her tea. She had just been chatting with her grandmother, Margaret Elizabeth

“Go on ahead, I’ll catch up later.” “Where are you?” “At the cottage.

—Maybe next you’ll wash his underwear too? His socks, eh? He’s a grown man, for God’s sake!

Slamming his hand down on the alarm clock, Lenny Fisher dragged himself out of bed and padded barefoot