Walton Merritt

The Spiteful Old Woman Emma stepped out of the taxi and waited as little Amelia struggled free from the backseat.

“Following in His Footsteps” “Mick, what’s wrong with you? Look at this—English, a

— Mrs. Thompson, there was a strange man bothering your Emily on the playground. — Bothering?

She Came Back —Son… —Sorry, but I’m not your son. Don’t call me that. My name is Andrew. —Andrew…

“Man Up, Won’t You?” “It’s those neighbours again, partying at three in the morning!

“Mum, calm down, will you? Nathan said he loves me. We’re getting married,” Lily said, unusually composed.

**Diary Entry – An Awkward Situation** *”Are you saying you’re his wife?”

*How Could You, Behind My Back* “Hello, Marianna. How long has it been? Fifteen years? Or more?”

“Mum, where are my teddy bears?” Emily quickly scanned her room, which had transformed overnight

The Curmudgeon “Good evening, citizens. The downstairs neighbour complained about the noise coming