Author: Emily Taylor
What I Saw from the Kitchen Window James, have you put away your clean shirts yet? I saw that two of
A Spotless Hob Florence, come here. There was no please. No when youre done. Just come here, as if she
Enough of Being Convenient So, its settled then, Mary! chirped Aunt Maureen, dabbing her lips with a napkin.
No Longer a Wife Graham? Graham. Have you checked your blood pressure today? Taken your pill?
No Joy Without Struggle How could you get yourself into such a mess, silly girl? Whos going to want you
He Was Ten Years Too Late Hed done everything rightor so he liked to believe as he trudged up the stairs
– Ruth, I need to tell you something. Ruth Middleton was standing by the hob, stirring a pot of stew.
Twenty-Six Years On That evening, the stew turned out particularly well. Helen lifted the lid from the
The Angel Who Weighed Sixteen Stone and Smelled of Cheap Coffee In the playroom on the childrens oncology
The Ring That Arrived Too Late Youve come for nothing, Nick. Theres no space for you anymore.