Walton Merritt

**A Husband, Not a Coat Stand** —You bought the wrong bread again. I specifically asked for plain, no

**Diary Entry – 16th March** What on earth do you need all this for? “You’re calling *me* heartless?

**Pulling a Fast One** *You’re telling me that bloody mutt matters more than the kids?* Ingrid snapped

The Encounter “Miss! Miss, wait! Do stop!” — Helen turned and saw a young man in a flat cap

**Diary Entry** *March 10th* “Look at the state of you!” He sneered. “More like a dumpling

The Bouquet Vera lay with her eyes closed. On the other bed across the room, Holly sat cross-legged

Forgotten Happiness. A Diary Entry Emily stood at the window of her cramped kitchen, staring at the grey

Clashing Personalities “Don’t be late! What time are you leaving, Matt? Matt…” Emma tugged

“Still Not Good Enough” “Mum, why can’t you just accept him? He’

“Count us out of the shared budget. We’ll bring our own,” typed Emily in the group chat. “