Walton Merritt

“Ollie, let’s not do this. I’m married, and I love my wife,” he said, the rehearsed

A Second Wind Oliver wasn’t exactly a heartthrob like Hugh Grant. He worked as an ordinary engineer at

Thomas and Sophie lived in the same building, on the fifth floor of a red-brick terrace in Manchester.

“Do you think we’re back together?” – Emily pressed herself against James. “

“You met her first, so off you go with her,” said Greg to the dog. “I’ll miss you.”

**The Return** “Ellie! Where are you? Ellie!” Katie burst into the house, scanned the empty

The Awkward Age Emma trudged home, exhausted and hollow. In one hand she clutched her handbag, in the

Victor pulled the car to a halt near the tall wrought-iron fence. He could have sworn it used to be white picket.

Emily sighed and set down her wine glass with a dramatic clink. “Well, I suppose I handed you to

His wife left him and their twin daughters, never imagining they would one day become millionaires.