Emily Taylor

Madam, please dont touch the dress with those dirty hands! snapped the shop assistant at the old woman.

Good afternoon, dear, could you please tell me whats the cheapest you have? the old lady asks, as she

Everyone kept telling me I should just get marriedbecause, honestly, whats the point of studying so much?

One evening, I got home and was taken aback by what I saw. My daughter Emily was packing her belongings

The hallway door swung open without warning, making the old brass handle rattle. My husband, Edward

One must go on living. Hes run away, and thats that. If hed been a decent sort, perhaps you could mourn

You know, my parents barely lived together at all I was only about four when my dad left home and never

Oi, lad, dont touch the display case with those filthy handsbesides, I doubt you could afford a necklace

I found him on a Tuesday evening as I was walking home from work. He was lying next to the wheelie binssoaked

How do I go on without you? What am I meant to do now? Why should I carry on? The tears streamed down