La vida

Dear Diary, This morning Ethel burst into joy the moment she saw the taxi pull up. Oh, my boys finally home!

You lack any sense of responsibility.Dont you realize how difficult things are for Daniel? Hes your brotheryou

Dear Diary, Today Evelyn burst with joy when she saw me pull up the drive. My boy, youre home!

THOUGHTS OVERHEARD. This morning Daniel Brooks almost missed his shift at the engineering plant.

I often think back to those bleak days, remembering how my husband, John Whitaker, abandoned me for another woman.

THE UNRULY STEED WAS TO BE SLAIN, BUT AN ABANDONED GIRL DID SOMETHING UNFORGETTABLE No one could draw

Martha was condemned in the same afternoon the bruise showed beneath her coat. Fortytwo years old, a

I still remember those mornings, long ago, when I, Daniel Whitaker, nearly slept through my duties at

Dear Diary, It feels impossible to put into words what has become my life these past twelve months.

Every afternoon, after school ended, Tomás walked the cobblestone lanes with his backpack slung over