La vida

“You no longer exist in this family!” Eleanor’s voice trembled with fury. “

The tea kettle whistled like a ghost trapped inside, its mournful cry echoing through the Camberwell

The workshop manager’s buzzer sounded sharply. “Anthony, step into my office!”

Helen sat by the window watching the city pulse outside. Red buses screeched to identical halts at every

I became an orphan at six. Mother already had two girls when she bore the third. I remember it all –

Margaret smoothed the delicate shortcrust pastry into the baking tin. Her son William, with his wife

**Thursday, 12th October** Discovered Dad had a mistress entirely by chance. I’d skipped school to accompany

“Anthony, step in!” the foreman barked through the intercom. Anthony knew another roasting was coming.

Wednesday, 4th of May The teacups clinked on the tray as I adjusted the rose quartz coaster for the third time.

I recall the bewildering phone call as if it were yesterday. “I’ve no idea what’