Author: Walton Merritt

The key turned in the lock, and Emily, trying not to make a sound, slipped into the flat. The hallway

A Bedroom for Three Margaret Whitlock stared at the resettlement notice in her hands as if it were a

“You chose work over me.” “I can’t—I can’t believe what I’m hearing! This is insane!”

Emma Thompson gently unwrapped the wedding dress from its tissue paper, her hands trailing over the lace

Good grief, is that Richard off again? Margaret patted the kitchen counter, where a fresh batch of fruit

Spring sunshine filtered through the window, casting light across the freshly painted walls.

Adam had left, and she simply smiled. “God, how tired I am of this!” Adam nervously paced

Margaret Thompson stood by the window, clutching an envelope the postman had just delivered.

Everything had been perfect until she returned. “What are you doing here?” Margaret nearly

Emily never truly disliked her stepfather, but she couldn’t accept him. What kind of father was he?