La vida

“We’re on first-name terms now,” whispered Dmitry close to her ear. Anna felt his warm breath against

Oliver belatedly realized he was standing on a stool with a rope in his hands—that his intentions might

*”Why are you looking at me like that? Fine, I don’t want kids. Is it so bad, just the two of us?”

“I don’t think your mother likes me. Why? I’ve never done anything wrong to her,”

The ambulance sped through the city with its sirens wailing and lights flashing. Cars pulled over to

**Mending Mistakes** The ambulance raced through London, its siren wailing, its lights flashing red against

Oliver realized too late that standing on a stool with a rope in his hands could be easily misunderstood.

Six months ago, old Mrs. Jenkins from down the hall passed away. Her husband, Tom, was left alone.

**Belated Happiness** Boris wandered for hours through the unfamiliar sprawl of the city before finally

Tommy Tom had an ordinary family. His mum and dad loved him, and he loved them back. On weekends, they