Author: Harlan Covington
Dear Diary, This afternoon I was stationed outside the Royal Infirmary in Manchester, waiting beside
If you fix that engine, Ill give you my position, the manager chuckled. Mrs. Teresa Harper, unlike the
“Love or magic,” my old granny Morley used to say, handing down her witchcraft to my niece, Morgan.
It was the end of September, and I found myself shuffling behind a mahogany coffin at Ashford Cemetery.
Forgiveness Olivia White was born into a comfortable family. Her father was a senior manager in a railway
The marble tiles in the kitchen were cold, hard, unforgiving. On that icy floor sat Rose, a frail 72yearold
The first time I ever found myself at a wedding where the bride bolted was a shock Ill never shake off.
19May2025 Today I found myself once more by the dustladen lane that runs past the old brick cottages
26April2025 Diary I still cant shake the image of my wife, Emma Clarke, standing at the corner shop
Hey love, you wont believe what went down at the gala last night. Emma, whod been looking stunning in









