Author: Emily Taylor
I have some savings in the bank and a house full of children. Yet, last Sunday, I realised I was the
It was some years ago, just after Charles, my son, married for the second time. A month had passed since
How can you live in such squalor? Emily wrinkled her nose. Look at this place, you havent even managed
So, youve bought a place with a mortgage? exclaimed Jean, barely able to contain her joy. Isnt that marvellous, darling?
Sunday Dad From one Sunday to the next, I merely drifted through life. Six days of nothingness, then
The daughter of the multimillionaire had only three months left to live until the new housekeeper uncovered
A Father Is No Less Than A Mother Anna met her second husband at a volunteer wildlife retreat on the
Return Claire started feeling awful as soon as she stepped onto the platform. She barely made it to a
State of Mind Margaret Johnson sat in her kitchen, gazing out of the window. Spring was just arriving
You wont believe what happened, but my husband was late for my dads funeral. He rang me fifteen minutes