Author: Walton Merritt
– Susan, but shes got baggage! Or does that not bother you? Diane leaned on the garden fence, smirking
In the school register for March 1993, opposite my surname, it read: paid. The initials beside it were
The snow no longer burned bare feetDorothy had stopped feeling them. Only the wind still lashed her cheeks
On the anniversary of the tragedy, she saw wolves in the snow. What she did that day was nothing short
The Winter Visitor In the village, winter darkness comes early, and during a snowstorm, it arrives even
Ever since Alfie lost what mattered to him most, he hasnt set foot inside his kennel. Now he sleeps out
Complicated Happiness – What do you mean, were getting a divorce? Derek, are you having me on or what?
At a splendid wedding, just as the buffet was announced, a young boy froze, recognising the bride as
You wont be coming, said Michael, not looking at her. He stood by the hallway mirror, adjusting his new
They thought she was just a cleaner You shouldve seen their faces! In the world of big money and modern




