La vida

**The Good News** Clara hurried home, her heart racing with excitement. She had brilliant news for her

**Personal Diary Entry – Dr. Edward Whitmore** She sat across from me in the consulting room—Amber Hartley

**The Pink Scarf** Valerie buried her husband two years ago. He had been seventeen years older than her

“Tom, are you nearly ready? Emily and George will be here any minute,” said Peter impatiently

The Last Letter Emily never knew her father. When she was old enough to ask her mother about him, all

**The Pink Scarf** I buried my husband two years ago. He was seventeen years my senior. I was twenty-nine

“So, how old are you?” Plastic surgeon Dr. Edward Whittaker fixed his gaze on Eve’s striking face.

**The Last Letter** I never knew my father. When I grew older and asked Mum about him, she just said, “

**Diary Entry – A Lesson in Waiting** The dew hadn’t yet lifted from the grass, and the mist clung lazily

**The Last Letter** Emily had never known her father. When she was old enough to ask her mother about