Author: Harlan Covington
Without me youd never get anywhere, Emma said, rubbing her nose as she slumped back in the café chair.
Ive already taken mine, Emma said, her voice wavering. No, dear, Margaret snapped. You gave birth for
Roy Clarke stood beneath the towering windows of St.Marys Hospital, his hand waving at the figure emerging
Emily stared at Eleanor with a calm that held no fury, no fearonly a cutting serenity, as sharp as the
If you only ever ask me about food, you’d better stop calling, love! I have more important things
I wasnt even looking at my son when I shoved the pram by the old garage and walked off to get a breather.
When I got back from my trip, I found all my stuff strewn across the lawn with a note on it: If youre
Dear Diary, Eleven years ago my mother, after learning that my brother was born with a disability, filled
The operating theatre was a blursharp crack, darkness, then more darkness. At last the gloom began to
I was perched in my little cottage clinic, listening to the floorboards groantap, tap, tap, tapas if









