La vida

A droplet of water fell from the tap, landing perfectly in the centre of the dried-up scrambled eggs—tick

**June 12th** A drop of water fell from the tap, right onto the dried-up scrambled eggs in the pan—tick

Once upon a time, there was a farmer in the English countryside. A simple man, not wealthy—just an old

Finally. When Emily got married, she had no idea her new husband, James, had a terrible habit.

Margaret woke to the sound of crashing. Again. Something was being thrown, hitting the floor, shattering.

Oh, you wouldn’t believe it—two childhood mates, Emily and Lucy, had a proper falling-out. The whole

Who would have thought that two childhood friends, Emily and Lucy, could fall out so badly?

Marina now believes with absolute certainty that women who divorced their husbands young and lived without

**Diary Entry: A Farmer’s Tale** I knew a farmer once—just an ordinary bloke, not wealthy by any means.

TWO LATTES. “Good evening, Margaret Elizabeth! The usual two lattes?” I asked with a smile