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Author: Ilon Maks
*Diary Entry* “I know they’re my children,” he murmured, eyes fixed on the floor. “
Every afternoon, after leaving secondary school, Thomas walked along the cobbled streets with his satchel
**Diary Entry** I had just finished washing the breakfast dishes when my mother-in-law, Margaret, called.
The taxi pulled up beside the iron gates of the cemetery. A young man stepped out and walked over to
Why Edith took up knitting booties, she couldnt quite say. Her daughter had turned forty. Two years prior
The woman had turned seventy. A milestone! For the occasion, shed bought fabric and ordered a dresselegant, refined.
“Who are you here for?” Margaret Whitaker stepped onto the porch with Nicholas, both peering
“Cheer up, Dave! Dont be down! At least you had a cracking New Years Eve!” There it washis hometown.
“Go to the kitchen now!” I heard my husband sayand something inside me snapped.
**Diary Entry** I still remember the day Emily told me she was pregnant. George, her husband, never left