La vida

Mabel was heavy. She was thirty and weighed about 120kg. Perhaps a hidden illness, a metabolic glitch

Mrs Whittaker, youre not a mistressyoure a servant. Ellie, dear, just a little more of this splendid

The flat was oppressively warm, so she drifted to the window. Outside, the heat seemed to be slumbering

Loneliness I recall, many moons ago, a lady named Ethel, newly wed, was turned away by her cavalier.

Hell be living with us A sharp knock rings the front door, announcing someones arrival. Lucy peels off

Madam, are you sure? a man’s voice, pleading, floated through the receiver. Very well, lets give

Emma had been planning it for yearsadopting a child from a childrens home. Her husband of six years

Gwendolyn Jones owned a chain of jewellery shops in London. Her father had helped launch the business

Loneliness Ladies for hire, a rider marries a goat, and she turns it down. Better one than a freeofcharge