Author: Walton Merritt

In the heart of the Yorkshire Dales, where snow-laden pines stood sentinel over a quiet village, a lone

Grandma Margaret had spent most of her life in a quiet neighbourhood on the outskirts of Reading.

“It’s your grandson, William, he’s already six”: A stranger stopped me in the

I asked my former daughter-in-law to move in with me—now it’s just my grandson and daughter left.

I have two sons, three grandchildren, two daughters-in-law… yet I live as if I were alone.

My husband and I sacrificed everything for our daughters, and now I’m alone and unwanted. Why do my own

My daughter is already in her thirties, and she still lives like a teenager,” sighs a mother tired

My mum wants to visit while my mother-in-law’s away, but she forbids letting ‘outsiders’

“You don’t respect me! You skipped my birthday over a dog!” snapped my mother-in-law. Dorothy Whitmore—bless

**Diary Entry – 12th June** The word *return* is something we usually hear in shops—if something doesn’t