Author: Harlan Covington
13May I woke up feeling the weight of another evenings argument pressing against my chest. The flat I
My husband raised me and always warned that without him Id lose my way so I left. Are you rummaging through
My love, I need you to move out and make room for his friend, he said. Should I really pack my things
Mrs. Margaret Whitaker, youre worthy of my son! my future motherinlaw declares, her voice brimming with pride.
Dear Diary, I was scrubbing the dishes when Aunt Linda turned the knob and stepped into the hallway of
Sunday, 13thMay Dear diary, I never imagined a quiet Sunday in our little flat offCamden would turn into
I arrived in that tiny Cotswold hamlet at the end of August. After my divorce I fled the city, away from
Hey love, its me, just got a minute and thought Id tell you whats been happening. So, picture this: the
I told Mum I couldnt take her in to stay at our flat, and I felt terrible about it. Dont you dare say
Andrew left for Molly, then begged for a second chance I said no, I told him, trying to keep my voice steady.









