La vida

“Mate, pack it in, would you? Ugh. Is that you who smells?” “Sorry,”

“Mate, pack it in, would you? Ugh. Is that you who smells?” “Sorry,”

Ill pay you back every penny when Im grown up, the little homeless girl pleaded with me, begging for

Dont go inside! Ring your dad straightaway! Theres someone waiting behind that door! An odd old woman

Nan, this is a fine establishment. Im afraid youll have to leave The words were spoken softly, yet firmly

“Dont go in! Ring your father now! Someones waiting behind that door!” The hand was ice cold

I was in that relationship for five yearstwo of those were as a married man, the three before that living together.

3lst December Megan, are you busy? Mum called, peeking her head through my bedroom door. One second

Youve ruined this family! Did you think Id let you waltz around here, dragging your shame along?

Back from Holiday, Tom Isnt So, your Tom still hasnt called or written a letter? No, Vera, not by the