Walton Merritt

Night after night, precisely on time, a boy walked past an elegant restaurant in London. He never asked

Two Destinies Emily walked through the unfamiliar streets of Manchester, clutching a small scrap of paper

**Diary Entry** *How Like a Suitcase with a Broken Handle…* “Oliver, don’t come to see me anymore. Alright?

**Devour My Pain** Alice despised working with children. It was exhausting, tedious, and risky.

“All my friends have mums who look young and beautiful, but not me. Mine looks more like a grandma

No one knew his name. He was a scrawny lad of nine, with a slightly tattered jumper. Every afternoon

I gave birth to my husband’s mistress’s child, unknowingly, and now they want to get rid of me to take

They came while we were sleeping. Margaret woke up to a sound she couldn’t quite place at first.

On the corner of High Street in York, there’s a mannequin in the window of a clothing shop.

Laughter Through Hurt Margaret Williams placed a steaming bowl of beef stew in front of her granddaughter