Cyrus Hargrave

In a small, dimly lit kitchen of a crumbling flat, a weary single mother sat hunched over at two in the

I gathered all the family for dinner and set before each a fine but empty plate, painted with delicate patterns.

**The Daughter-in-Law with “Baggage”** “Emily, has your son gone and got married?

The morning light crept softly through the drawn curtains, casting a pale, cool glow into the room.

In a quiet rural parish in the south of England, where a family scraped by through tending small plots

**Diary Entry 15th of March** The doorframe trembled under James grip as he stood there, pale as chalk

Daisy became a cleaner and, in her employers bedroom, stumbled upon a framed photograph of her mother.

Clara and Thomas stepped into the house, where the warm glow of the evening streamed through the wide

The Little Girl on the Steps He almost didnt see her. Amid the Monday morning bustlethe click of heels

**Diary Entry** Emily folded her arms, leaning against the back of her chair. Her icy blue eyes never