Emily Taylor

A Match, By Appointment Evelyn sat at her desk, submerged in the surreal paperwork of a place that felt

The Pact of Love Many years ago, Emily sat at a vast oak table piled high with wedding catalogues.

A beautiful reflection words almost fail me Once, long ago, there was an Englishwoman named Grace who

Mary heads off to her parents for New Years Eveand her husbands family are absolutely furious when they

A White Tablecloth, A Grey Life The stew was good. Helen knew this for sureshed tasted it three times

The Wall in Her Favour Helen, why must you interject in this conversation? Victor didnt even bother to

Neighbour Upstairs Linda, where did you put my saucepan? The big one I use for making stew?

A Husband for the Weekend The chop sat exactly in the middle of the plate. Alex stared at it and felt

When Patience Turns Into Strength Emily sat on the edge of their bed, gripping Marks shirt in her hands

Porridge Instead of Truffles I stood by the cooker, watching as the delicate cream-and-truffle sauce I’