Author: Ilon Maks

Nineteen years later, my mother reappearednow she wants money and a roof over her head. I was ten when

**Diary Entry 12th October** My mother pretends to be ill to avoid work and lives off us. Shes never

I tore myself away from my familyand for the first time, I could breathe. Growing up, I believed family

The kinfolk wasted no timethey simply set the box of kittens out on the street. Corgi followed them silently

Ill never forget the day I found a crying baby in a pram outside my neighbour Lucys door. Lucy was just

**Diary Entry** I still cant believe how things unfolded today. My son, Oliver, walked through the door

**Diary Entry** *”If Mum doesnt live with us, Ill divorce you!” And he did* A man who swears

That boy is not mine, declared the cold-hearted millionaire, his voice echoing through the marble hall.

Im sorry for how things turned out. “Michael, are you sure youve packed everything? Shouldnt you

“Oh, Emily, hello! Come to see your mum?” shouted the neighbour from her balcony. “