Walton Merritt

“I don’t think your mother likes me. Why? I’ve never done anything wrong to her,”

Six months ago, Galina’s elderly neighbor, Ethel, passed away. Her husband, Albert, was left alone.

It was bucketing down outside, and Eleanor stood by the window of her small, tired little home, the sound

**Wait for Me** He leaned his back against the rough, cool wall and shut his eyes. For a moment, he felt

The Trusting Husband and the Bottle of Poison “We’re here, Mum,” said Leo, opening

“Take the kid if you want, I don’t care. I can’t stand looking at him. Just give me money in return,”

**Diary Entry** The cranes-ships soar across the sky… Emily woke up and stretched blissfully.

“What the hell are you doing in my laptop?” William loomed over Emily. She had never seen

**Diary Entry** The chasm between us… Emily struggled to pull herself together after the divorce.

Stepping out of the hospital, Emily collided with a man in the doorway. “Sorry,”