Emily Taylor

Sometimes people assume that family always brings joy. That if relatives drop by with cake, kids, and

My sister and I haven’t spoken in over twenty years. And now she’s asking to come live with me… I’m at a loss.

My sister and I haven’t spoken in over twenty years. And now she’s asking to move in with me… I’m lost.

Some people believe family should always bring joy—that if relatives drop by with cake, kids, and smiles

Some people think that family always means joy—that if relatives drop by with a cake, kids, and smiles

No warning… Just dropped it on me like a bad joke: how love turned into bitter disappointment My name’s Pippa.

I didn’t get a warning… Just faced with the fact: how love turned into bitter disappointment.

He didn’t warn me… Just dropped it on me: how love turned into bitter disappointment My name is Emily.

My name is Margaret Simmons, and I live in a quiet neighbourhood on the outskirts of York. Everyone knows

**Diary Entry – 12th May** London hums like a kettle left to boil, and here I am at 27, living a life