Author: Harlan Covington
I set my husband an impossible choice. Mum, why are we going to Grandma Hazel’s? I dont want to.
Not Guilty, Yet Blamed You take your daughter and leave. Theres nothing left between us! But, Simon Ive
The Right to Herself Morning began, as always, with silence. Not the pleasant kind you get when the house
A Little Mistake – Oh, come off it! That cant be right! Charlotte gave the steering wheel a sudden
The Freedom to Be Myself Sometimes, when the evening is quiet and the rain softly taps against the window
Boundaries of Love It is strange, looking back all these years, how vivid those old memories remain.
Step by Step Are you home? was all Thomas asked when he rang me during his lunch break. Yes, I replied
The scent of perfume in the car was overpowering. Alice cracked the window a sliver, letting in a waft
Where Happiness Lives Sarah sat alone in her kitchen, her hands wrapped around a steaming mug.
Jealousys Trap This evening, I sat on my bed, absentmindedly scrolling through my Instagram feed.







