La vida

“I’m a Husband, Not a Coat Stand” “You bought the wrong bread again.

“Well, this is awkward,” the girl muttered. “You’re his *wife*?”

Lost Happiness Emily stood by the window of her tiny kitchen, staring at the grey autumn sky.

**Diary Entry – An Awkward Situation** *”Are you saying you’re his wife?”

“Do you mean to tell me this bloody hound means more to you than your own children?”

“Well, this is awkward.” “Meaning you’re his wife?” “In every sense.

“What do you need all this for?” “Are you calling *me* unfeeling? *Me?* You’re the

**”How Could You, Behind My Back”** “Hello, Marianne. How long has it been since we

Clashing Personalities “Will you be late? What time are you leaving, Jim? Jim!”

The Encounter “Miss! Miss, wait! Do stop!” — Margaret turned and saw a young man in a flat