Harlan Covington

Lydia sat at the old oak table in the snug living room, cradling her late husband’s pocket watch.

**The Troublesome Daughter** “Ellie, have you dragged home that rag nonsense again?”

“You Didn’t Earn My Tears” *”Never forget, Emily: if it weren’t for me, you wouldn’t

Three Women, One Kitchen, and Not a Drop of Peace “Right. Monday’s mine. Tuesday’s Mum.

**The Lead of Discord** “Daniel, get up and walk Baron—I’m not a robot!” Andrew Carter

“The Brother No One Spoke Of” “Beth, who’s that with you in the photo? Some flashy bloke in a leather jacket!

Sunset of Love, Dawn of Dreams Silence lingered between them. The only sound was the faint creak of the

**Too Much Love** I woke to the smell of frying onions and a strange clattering. The room was dark, but

*First Coffee, Then You* Sasha burst into the kitchen like a man possessed, eyes sparkling with the manic

**The Secretary with a Secret** “Emily, remind me where I left my coffee?” Geoffrey Archer’s