Emily Taylor

The Secret Hidden Under the Sofa Emily sat at the kitchen table, gazing out the window where the autumn

Oliver had never known his mother’s touch or his father’s voice. His earliest memories were only of grey

The Secret Beneath the Sofa Helen sat at the kitchen table, staring through the window where autumn leaves

Margaret sat by the kitchen window, watching the autumn leaves twist and tumble in the wind.

**Destiny Tucked in a Lost Wallet** Margaret wiped her hands on her apron and glanced at her granddaughter’s

**Diary Entry** Margaret Elizabeth had spent decades living alone in her cosy two-bedroom flat in the

**Fate Hidden in a Lost Wallet** I wiped my hands on my apron and glanced at my granddaughter’s closed door.

The Fate Hidden in a Lost Purse Margaret Elizabeth wiped her hands on her apron and glanced at her granddaughter’s

Victoria Stevenson had spent many years alone in her cozy two-bedroom flat in an old part of Cheltenham.

The Road We Never Took Together Margaret and Arthur Whitcombe dreamed of one thing—a car. Not just a