Author: Harlan Covington
Harriet carefully untied the knot, feeling the tiny shoe tremble in her hands. The laces were firm and
28February2025 Diary The rain hammered the cobbled streets of London, washing away the remnants of lipstick
Emily stood at her usual corner beneath the stone arch that marked the pedestrian crossing, the morning
Listen, Emily Mum just brought a new pot, Andrew glanced toward the kitchen, scratching his head.
13May I woke up feeling the weight of another evenings argument pressing against my chest. The flat I
My husband raised me and always warned that without him Id lose my way so I left. Are you rummaging through
My love, I need you to move out and make room for his friend, he said. Should I really pack my things
Mrs. Margaret Whitaker, youre worthy of my son! my future motherinlaw declares, her voice brimming with pride.
Dear Diary, I was scrubbing the dishes when Aunt Linda turned the knob and stepped into the hallway of
Sunday, 13thMay Dear diary, I never imagined a quiet Sunday in our little flat offCamden would turn into









