La vida
Cunning Tim Emily and her mum had been rowing for days. They’d tire, retreat to their corners, sulk in
**The Actress** Eliza stepped into the tube carriage and slumped onto the seat. Why had she worn heeled boots?
**The Flat, or The Story of One Family** Emily walked home from school slowly, wondering how to keep
The Price of Happiness Denis lay on the sofa, his eyes half-closed as he listened to the sounds inside
**Diary Entry – 15th December** The air was biting cold as I left the office, my breath forming little clouds.
Hey, so I’ve got this story I’ve tweaked to fit English culture—changed names, places, all that.
“Who’s my real dad then?” “Hey, Emily, wanna go to the cinema this Sunday?”
*Diary Entry* “Don’t worry, I won’t stay long. Just a week or so until I sort out my own place.
**The Flat, or A Family’s Tale** Emily trudged home from school, her mind racing—how could she keep her