Harlan Covington

Waiting for Silence, Receiving Chaos “Daisy, I *asked* for a quiet family gathering!”

The Peace Pie “Emma, I swear, if that Mr. Thompson bangs on the ceiling one more time, I’ll sue

**25th April, 2024** “Mum, did you ever want to be an artist too?” Emily sat at the kitchen

**Mother, Mother-in-law, and Me on the Edge** “Are you sure the baby won’t be harmed if you eat beetroot?

The House on the Edge of the Marsh Molly stood in the middle of an overgrown yard, waist-deep in thistles

Alone Against It All Emma first saw the lighthouse in a book when she was five. In the picture, it stood

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.