Author: Walton Merritt
Oh, love, I went to the doctor and had all the tests done. Its bad news. If I dont start treatment straight
“Grandma, you’re in the wrong department,” smirked the young employees as they glanced
**Diary Entry** “Im leaving you, and youll never see the child again!” screamed Jane. “
“Did you have a baby at nearly 50? What were you thinking?” my relatives scolded over the phone.
A skint single mum accidentally sent a text to a billionaire asking for baby milk moneyand thats when
I once gathered all my kin for dinner, setting before each a fine but empty plate adorned with delicate patterns.
**Where the Light Doesnt Reach**In the bitter heart of winter, in the frozen, starving depths of the
**Diary Entry A Mothers Hope** My neighbour stopped me the other day. “Margaret, is your son married now?
Edward Grant stood in the doorway, his heart pounding wildly as he watched the scene unfold before him.
The morning light crept slowly through the drawn blinds, casting a cold, grey glow into the room.






