Author: Harlan Covington
The moment Eleanor discovered her father’s affair felt like stepping into an illogical dream.
Six years I fed a quiet homeless man behind my bakery – never knowing his name! On my wedding day, twelve
**Diary Entry** Blimey, that infernal racket again! Stomping over to the radiator, I pounded my fist
The receiver slammed down with a finality that echoed in the cramped kitchen. “Don’
**June 12th** “I don’t need a daughter like you!” Mum screamed, shaking a crumpled page.
The dinner ended with divorce. Thomas had invited Sophie over later, and Emma burst out. “
Diary Entry: Tuesday, 28th March Susan Williams cornered me by the post boxes downstairs this morning
I recall Albert Whitaker once slammed a paper onto the kitchen table, his fist thumping the wood. “
Margaret Davies had just pulled on her nightgown and was plaiting her hair when the telephone shrilled.