Emily Taylor

**A Father for an Hour** I first noticed the boy by the bread shelf in a small corner shop on the outskirts

Where Have You Hidden At first, it was the gloves that vanished. Then, the keyring. After that, the old scarf.

**A Father for an Hour** Henry first noticed the boy by the bread stand in a small corner shop on the

The first to vanish was a pair of gloves. Then the keychain went missing. Later, it was the old woolen scarf.

That evening, she knew her husband was lying. Not by his tone, not by his words—but by his silence.

When the bus came to a halt in the middle of a bustling street, the passengers tightened their grips

Where Have You Been Hiding First, the gloves went missing. Then, the keyring. After that, an old scarf.

**Just Life** When the bus halted in the middle of the bustling high street, the passengers clutched

That evening, she knew her husband was lying. Not by his tone, not by his words—by his silence.

**A Return to Oneself** That evening, she realised her husband was lying. Not by his tone or his words—but