La vida

You were never really my husband, William… An old woman sat by her husband’s bedside, gently

Oh, that grandmothermarried off and offended her children! Every weekend, Helen, as usual, went to visit

Youre not really my husband, George… Last night, I sat by Georges bedside, gently wiping his feverish

Mia, a Millionaire, and a Promise from the Pavement David stood by the checkout, feeling more uncertain

Mum is 73, I brought her to live with us and after two months I realisedit was a mistake. Early mornings

LOVE WITH THE TANG OF MUGWORTTheir love did not smell of roses or honey, but of the dry dust of country

INSTEAD OF WINGS, A BOOMERANG BEHIND THE BACK Ill ruin your lives, just you wait! my brothers wife screamed

INSTEAD OF WINGS, A BOOMERANG BEHIND MY BACK Ill make you all regret this! Youll be sorry! my brothers

Goodness gracious, Dad, you really do get a grand welcome, don’t you? What did you need a retreat

LOVE WITH THE TANG OF WORMWOODTheir love didnt smell like roses or honey; it reeked of dusty country