Cyrus Hargrave

I need to explain everything to you, darling… “Enjoy your meal!” said Laura, sitting down

**Providence…** **Emily** Late May, and summer heat had settled in for the second week straight.

**My Flesh and Blood** Helen adored her son, bursting with pride. Sometimes she marvelled that this handsome

**Three Letters Without a Return Address** The air was thick with silence—no wind, no rustling leaves

The Mysterious Painting Alice sat in the backseat of the car, gazing out the window. Her spirits were

**The Grumpy Old Woman** Emma stepped out of the cab and waited for little Sophie to climb out after her.

**Following in His Footsteps** “Jimmy, what on earth is the matter with you? Just look at this—English

— Emily, there was a strange man bothering your little Grace on the playground. — Bothering her?

She Returned “Son…” “Please don’t call me that. My name is Andrew.”

The Neighbours from Hell “Blimey, those upstairs neighbours are at it again—three in the morning!