La vida

This morning, my wife broke the news that were expecting our fourth child. She added, rather matter-of-factly

But were a family, my brothers and sisters tell me on the day we say goodbye to Mum at the cemetery.

My son brought home an elderly woman with amnesia who was freezing outside The front door burst open

Imaginary Friend For the third day in a row, crowds of students buzzed around Alice at St. Michaels Primary School.

Imaginary Friend For the past three days, Lucy had attracted a crowd of schoolchildren around her wherever she went.

Fragments of a Friendship Helen came home at the end of a long day, opening the door and slowly, almost

Emma, a lone mother, sat despondent in a corner of a wedding reception, the object of whispered ridicule.

Do you believe in fate? Sometimes the tiniest discovery can tear down years of deception and secrecy.

My son hadnt called for three months, as if his voice had slipped into some misty alley, unreachable.

Never judge a book by its coverthats a lesson one arrogant father learned the hard way. **Scene 1: Clash