Author: Harlan Covington
Im the sort of bloke who likes to watch the world go by from the drivers seat, so when I saw Victoria
Im writing this in the quiet of my little kitchen in Bramley, the tiny market town that finally shook
When my daughter shoved me up against the kitchen wall and snarled, Youre going to a care home, I felt
April23,2025 I still hear my daughterinlaws words echoing from the hallway of her flat in Canary Wharf
I saw my daughterinlaw fling a leather suitcase into the lake and drive off. I ran to the shore and heard
Dave, Dave, get upEmilys crying again! Sam tugged at my Tshirt sleeve, but my eyes wouldnt open.
Mother, Dads taken the money again, Mick whispered, peering from behind the kitchen door. Laura sprang
Forget that you ever had a daughter, my daughter Emma said, cutting me off as if she were slicing a rope.
The wedding in Ashford was the kind that set the whole hamlet buzzing. John Miller, the villages ace
I remember that chilly November evening like it was yesterday. Rain and a sprinkle of snow hammered the









