La vida
Lucy Bennett stared at the empty kitchen table, the silence of the flat humming louder than any conversation.
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My Final Word: You, My Daughter, Feel Free to Hold a Grudge Against Your Father as Long as You Like.
June 12th, 2023 Tonight I sit at my kitchen table, the kettle ticking down, and I finally write down
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The niece, Emily, turned up at my flat, eyes flashing with hurt because I hadnt put a plate before her.
24December2025 Dear Diary, Today I finally put pen to paper about the tangled web that has become my family.