La vida

You shouldnt be living like a granny, Emma, when youre thirty, her mother said, settling beside her on the sofa.

Another envelope for them, and all we get is a jar of pickles? I think, eyeing the kitchen table at my

Dear Diary, It was only when Ethel fell ill that I finally learned the truth about her father.

Hell be living with us The doorbell rang with that sharp, insistent chime that means someones at the door.

Lucy was pulling weeds in her garden when she heard someone calling her from the yard. She dabbed the

I was pulling weeds from the vegetable patch when I heard someone calling my name from the yard.

I married the widower next door, who was eightytwo, just to keep the council from shoving him into a

William frowned at the cottage hed just taken over. She married me, they say, yet she cant even boil

When I turned eighteen, my mother tossed me out of the house. Years later, destiny led me back, and inside

After twentythree years of marriage, Claires domestic life had become unbearably dull. Her daughter had