Harlan Covington

**A Gift Beyond Measure** I came home from work in high spirits today. Instead of hanging up my coat

Emma was still asleep when the insistent knocking shattered the quiet of a Saturday dawn. She jolted

The wedding bells rang for Daniel and Emily, the air thick with champagne and laughter. Guests had gathered

He was only sixteen when he brought her home—a girl, already and undeniably pregnant, a year older than him.

“Who on earth have you brought into this house, son…” Elizabeth Whitaker had spent all day

**A Roast Made with Love** Thomas and Eleanor had just returned from the supermarket. Arms full of shopping

“The Broom” for Victor—and for the Whole Family Victor walked into the flat as usual, tossed

Emily sat in her quiet little house in the sleepy town of Oakbridge, the familiar hum of maternity leave

**Diary Entry – 15th May** Divorced my husband in May. He walked out, slamming the door behind him, off

Back in the days of the Soviet Union, I married a woman with three children—no one helped them, they