Author: Harlan Covington
Dear Diary, I live in a concrete tenstorey council tower on the outskirts of Birmingham, where the walls
I thought he was cheating on me, but it turned out to be something far worse. My phone was on silent
One winter night, in a tiny English hamlet tucked between rolling hills, the sky was a sheet of soot.
Fate reached out Emily Brown seemed to have a decent family at first a hardworking father, a caring mother
I’ll give it back, I promise. Amelia, I’m really sorry, but I can’t help you with that.
Know your place, love, Daniel shouted, slamming his mug on the kitchen table. Daniel, Ive told you a
15 March 2024 Dear Diary, From my early days at StCatherines in Manchester I could see how simple things
I agreed to mind my grandson for only a few days, and a month later I realised my life would never be
The husband left for a younger woman. I did not weep. I sat down, took a breath, and for the first time
He turned up after a year of silence, suitcase in handthe same battered leather case hed lugged out the









