Emily Taylor

**Diary Entry** The village never let me forget it—how I lived in a proper house while my daughter, Emily

Emily sat at the kitchen table, staring blankly at the ring with its tiny stone Victor had given her

Emily sat at the kitchen table, staring at the ring with a tiny stone that Victor had given her recently. “

Emily sat in the kitchen, staring at the ring with a tiny stone that Victor had given her recently.

**An Ordinary Miracle** We were back at that little café on the corner of the old neighbourhood—Emily

**That Kind of Friend** *— Why did you even tell me all this?* — asked Emily, her voice quiet and strange.

— Why did you tell me all this? — asked Eleanor, her voice barely above a whisper, unfamiliar and cold.

A REASON TO LOVE “You’re being so sharp all of a sudden,” remarked Henry, watching

A REASON TO LOVE “What’s gotten into you?” George asked, startled to see Alice packing her suitcase.

**A REASON TO LOVE** “You’re being awfully sharp,” remarked Henry, watching Alice pack