Walton Merritt

In a quiet town near Manchester, where morning mists cling to aging brick houses, my life at 27 has become

In a quiet town near York, where cobbled streets hum with history, my life at thirty-five turned into

Sometimes, I fantasize about slamming the door right in my in-laws’ faces—their sheer audacity

Ah, I found myself in such a plight, I tell you—I became a slave in my husband’s household.

I didn’t want to burden you yesterday, you were exhausted—but her words turned my world upside down.

So there I am, sitting in my kitchen, quietly sipping my tea like always—but inside, I’m a complete mess.

“It feels like cats are clawing at my heart”—my decision about Grandad is tearing me apart.

**Diary Entry** I don’t know how to get the keys back from Marjorie—her constant invasions are tearing

**Diary Entry** It never occurred to James and his wife, Sophie, that I would turn up unannounced for

**The Enchanted Charity Shop** I, Emily, often think back to my childhood, and every time I do, that