Emily Taylor

It was all too easy—until he was needed, then forgotten. Edward pulled up outside his mother-in-law’s

Julia was singing with joy—she finally had her own flat. Not a cramped room in a shared house, not a

“Returning to a Stranger’s Doorstep” Emily sang with joy—now she had her own flat.

You’re just convenient. Until they need you—you’re forgotten. Nigel drove to his mother-in-law’s

**You’re No Longer My Mother** I was just getting into my car after work when the phone rang.

**Diary Entry** I suppose I’m just convenient. Forgotten until needed. Oliver arrived at his mother-in-law’

James gripped the steering wheel as he prepared to leave work when his phone rang. The number was unfamiliar.

William gripped the steering wheel, about to pull out of the car park after work, when his phone rang.

“He’s Not Your Child!” Lucy and James stepped out of the maternity ward, beaming with joy.

Emma and James stepped out of the hospital, their faces glowing with joy. James cradled a tiny pink bundle—his