Harlan Covington

**Diary Entry:** The rain hammered against the window of my cramped, tired cottage, blending with the

The paper cranes soar through the sky… Emily woke up and stretched blissfully. Then she paused, wondering

The Trusting Husband and the Vial of Poison “We’re here, Mum,” Leo said, opening the

**Diary Entry** “Do you want the child? Take him, I don’t care. I can’t stand to look at him.

“What the hell are you doing on my laptop?” Alex loomed over Emily. She had never seen him like this before.

The chasm between us… After her divorce from her husband, Eleanor struggled to piece herself back together.

Coming out of the hospital, Eleanor bumped into a man in the doorway. “Sorry,” he said, pausing

*”But you were the one who suggested taking Mum in. I didn’t force you,”* said Oliver to Poppy.

“You decided to have a child without a husband? Aren’t you ashamed, Mum?” – Lisa asked accusingly.

*”How handsome he’s grown. If only he were a bit wealthier, worked for a prestigious firm—I