La vida

“You’ve got a new son-in-law now, Mum! How could you do this to me?” shouted Emily

“Let her live alone for a while—maybe she’ll realize what she’s lost. And you, son, don’t worry

**Diary Entry** I realised long ago that in families with more than one child, someone is nearly always

I’m 42, and I absolutely don’t want my parents moving in with me. My name’s Lucy. I’m forty-two, married

We divorced because my wife refused to cook. The other day, my husband and I had such a blazing row that

We got divorced because my wife refuses to cook The other day, my husband and I had such a massive row

Many years ago, my marriage crumbled because my husband refused to lift a finger in our home.

It’s been four years since I last spoke to my own mother. And no, I’m not ashamed. When I got married

**Diary Entry** I’ve known for years: in families with more than one child, there’s almost always a *favourite*—and

“Why should *I* be the one to look after her? There’s Wesley—her golden boy—let *him* step up.”