Author: Cyrus Hargrave
Emma packs her bags and walks away from you. “Where are you going?” “What difference
Long ago, on what should have been the happiest day of my life, I stood at the altar with nearly two
**Diary Entry** Ill never forget the night little Emily stopped me at the petrol station. Barefoot in
What a fine sense of fairness you have, Helen! Olga burst out, unable to hold back any longer.
Oh, my dears, what a day it turned out to be Grey and weepy, as if the very sky knew of the sorrow unfolding
**Diary Entry Summer with the Grandkids** “Blimey, you really dont know modern children, do you?”
He found it around the corner of a terraced house, just darting between piles of rubbish in search of food.
Dont forget, youve lived in my flat your whole life. Here we go again. Will you hold this over me forever?
After my husbands funeral, my son drove me to the outskirts of London and said, Get off the bus here.