Author: Harlan Covington

**Diary Entry** There was a woman who fancied a man. She felt something deep—infatuation, attraction—a

The shrill ring of the doorbell announced a visitor. Lucy tossed her apron aside, wiped her hands, and

The icy wind bit at his face like needles, but Edward barely felt it. Inside, he was numb—his heart had

“What on earth is this?!” Emily snapped, standing in the middle of the living room, her voice

I’ve been married for four years, and all this time, my husband has been the perfect partner—so

“Are you serious?” Edward’s voice trembled, though not from surprise—rather from the effort of holding

*”What do you even know about cooking?”* snapped Valerie Preston, yanking the saucepan from

**The Mother-in-Law Who Became a Friend** *”What on earth do you think you’re doing?”

**A Diary Entry: The Night Everything Changed** The halls of St. Edmund’s Secondary always carried the

On my 47th birthday, I laid out three places at the table—one seat achingly vacant. Two years without