Harlan Covington

**The House Where Trousers Aren’t Allowed** I hadn’t visited anyone in years, but there I was, walking

Julie’s Flat—and No Relatives Julie was washing the dishes when the doorbell rang. There, standing on

Julie’s Flat—and No Relatives Julie was washing the dishes when the doorbell rang. There, standing on

He Came to Stay George Harrison hadn’t accepted a social invitation in ages, but here he was, walking

“Dark Secrets of the Past” “Alex, don’t be late tonight, please,” said Emily

**The Return Came Too Late: Emily Had Already Made Up Her Mind** James scowled as he twisted spaghetti

“Mum, I’ll be home late—it’s Lena’s birthday. We’re all going to the cinema,” Tom said, kissing

“Mum, I’m off to the cinema with Emma today! Keep your phone on, yeah?” called Thomas, planting a kiss

Emily returned home late. The flat was suspiciously quiet—no sound of her husband, no familiar muttering

**When Mother-in-Law and Son-in-Law Became Allies** Where on earth are they? Emma anxiously peeked into