La vida
James, Ive got a promotion! Emily squealed, her voice turning high as she slipped off her shoes on the
**Diary Entry A Grandmothers Dilemma** My daughter-in-law asked me to keep my distance. I respected her
It seemed a lifetime ago, when I still walked the cobbled streets of York and watched my old friend Blythe
Mark, can you hear yourself? So I have to wait until Im forty to fix the mistakes of your youth?
“Look after my mum, it’s not that hard,” Margaret Whitmore said, her voice tinged with worry.
Emily, a junior doctor in the paediatric ward of St.Albans Hospital, watched a young woman sit on the
**Diary Entry 6th October** Mum needed me to take my little brother, Tommy, to his first day at primary school.