Walton Merritt

After my wife passed away, I kicked out her son who wasnt my blood. Ten years later, the truth came out

“No, Mum. You wont be visiting us againnot today, not tomorrow, not next year.”

When her youngest son got married, the older children had already moved awayher daughter had married

Divorcing in old age was no grand romantic gesture, nor some midlife crisis. It was admitting defeat.

Oh, never mind, Dave! Dont be sadat least you had a brilliant New Years! And just like that, he was back

Oh, never mind, Dave! Dont be sadat least you had a brilliant New Years! And just like that, he was back

“You’re just a PAR-A-SITE!” spat the mother-in-law, unaware of who truly lived in her house.

“Who are you looking for?” asked Margaret Whitmore as she stepped onto the porch with Nicholas

Marina stood by the stove, flipping pancakes. Her husband would be home from work soon, and the family

**The Silver Pendant** “Could this cruel, hunted creature of a woman truly be his mother?”