Harlan Covington

“They came to me again yesterday, the two of them—my mother and my mother-in-law.” Their pleas tear my

In a quiet village near Salisbury, where the River Avon meanders lazily through the countryside, my seemingly

**Diary Entry** My world crumbled overnight when my husband, William, left me. He took all our savings

Our grandfather, William Harrison, was at seventy years old the steadfast pillar of our large family.

“You have one month to leave my house!” declared my mother-in-law. Life with James had been

Tuesday, 14th March My mother-in-law thought she could set the rules in MY house. I reminded her exactly

I showed up at my son’s door with homemade food at seven in the morning, and he slammed it in my face.

I’m sixty-two, he’s sixty-eight. We’re getting divorced… After thirty-five years of marriage.

My mother-in-law comes over, plays with the child for a bit, and leaves happy. Meanwhile, I’m left to

**December 24th** My name is Margaret Whitmore. My son, Edward, was the centre of my world.