Harlan Covington

In the quiet solitude of my kitchen, I sit sipping tea as usual—yet inside, a tempest rages unchecked.

“It feels like I’ve got cats scratching at my soul” — my decision about Granddad is tearing my heart apart.

In a quiet town nestled near Manchester, where autumn leaves crunched underfoot, my life turned upside

In a quaint little town near Bristol, where morning dew glistens on emerald lawns, my once-happy life

The Enchanted Charity Shop I, Evelyn, often recall my childhood, and every time, that charity shop flickers

**My Son’s Holey Socks** When my son James and his wife Emily came over for dinner, I laid out a proper

**Diary Entry – 12th October 2023** I’m seventy-seven now, and I’ve lived to see the day when all I ask

I’ve decided to stop visiting my kids on weekends. I’m seventy-two, and what I see in my own family breaks my heart.

**Diary Entry: A Row Over the Bill** I don’t even know how to react. Should I beg Emily, my wife, to stay?

I’m Not the Mother-in-Law’s Maid Washing floors in my in-laws’ house? No, thank you—I’ve no desire for that!