Author: Emily Taylor
I keep to myself; I dont welcome visitors, I never share my crops or my tools the folk in the village
Get out of my house! I snapped at my motherinlaw as she began her tirade again. The only thing I had
Im thirtyseven and have been divorced for ten years, ever since David Whitaker threw me aside for another woman.
Emily? Is that you? I said, halfamused, as the former schoolmate swung the door open. We hadnt seen each
Emily is beaming. She wakes with a blissful smile, feeling Jamess warm breath on the back of her neck
28April2025 Dear Diary, Today at work I received a call that left my stomach in knots. Tom had gone to
Emma, you know how Marks business keeps him tied up in meetings for days on end, and Lucy lives out on
28May2025 Dear Diary, My motherinlaw, Margaret, demanded a spare set of keys to our flat in Kensington
I have been looking after him for eight years, and no one has ever thanked me. Everyone knows how hard
30November 2025 Dear Diary, This morning Eleanor rushed into the hallway, clutching the strap of her









