Author: Walton Merritt

He began to forget the simplest things. At first he couldnt recall whether his son liked strawberry or

22April Ive just unpacked the suitcase my wife sent overher usual habit of sending everything at once.

Ive been thinking a lot about how we look after our elders these days. My older brother, James, flew

James slammed his calculator onto the kitchen table, the clatter echoing like a distant gong, and pressed

Get away from me! I never said Id marry you! In fact Ive no idea whose baby this is, Victor snapped at

Blythe, Andrews old schoolmate, keeps hovering with unsolicited offers to help around the house, and

I snatched a copy of the house keys from my motherinlaw after finding her fast asleep in my own bed.

The brides mother shoved me into the worst table with a sneering grin. Know your place, she said.

The Kerr manor had lain quiet almost every dayspotless, chilly, and costly. Sir Jonathan Kerr, a wealthy

He still hadnt arrived. Emily tucked the children into bed and went to the kitchen to make herself a