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The Trusting Husband and the Bottle of Poison “We’re here, Mum,” said Leo, opening

**The Dark Streak** Like any girl her age, Emily had dreams—finishing school, studying medicine, finding

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

The Diary After her father’s death, Daisy and her husband decided to sell their cottage in the country.

Late Happiness Arthur had wandered for hours through the unfamiliar sprawl of the city before finally

The Trusting Husband and the Vial of Poison “We’re here, Mum,” Leo said, opening the

**Diary Entry** “Do you want the child? Take him, I don’t care. I can’t stand to look at him.

Cranes like little ships drift across the sky… Emily woke and stretched lazily, then paused to

“Take the kid if you want, I don’t care. I can’t stand looking at him. Just give me money in return,”

**Diary Entry** The cranes-ships soar across the sky… Emily woke up and stretched blissfully.