La vida

One bitter January night in 1891, the wind roared across the snowy moors of Ashford, a sleepy hamlet

Alice froze when she heard her mother-in-law’s words. Her fingers loosened of their own accord

We took an instant dislike to her the moment she stepped through our front door. Curly-haired, tall

Alice froze when she heard her mother-in-law’s words. Her fingers loosened involuntarily, and the tray

**Diary Entry** We took an instant dislike to her the moment she stepped into our house. Curly-haired

“Oh wow, who are you?” came a deep male voice from the bedroom as Emily pushed open the door

**Diary Entry** *Saturday Morning* The knock at the door startled me. I tightened my bathrobe and opened

– Are you Eve? Slava’s wife? – Yes… Who are you? – That doesn’t matter. What matters is why I’m here.

The shrill ring of the doorbell announced an unexpected visitor. Lucy tossed her apron aside, wiped her

One bleak February afternoon, a young woman named Poppy hurried down High Street, her woolen scarf cinched