La vida

The door burst open with a clatter of suitcases. “Are you out of your mind?” Margaret shouted

“No, William! That’s final!” Charlotte slammed her fist on the table, rattling the

Marina Stevenson stood by the kitchen window, watching as a battered old Ford pulled into the driveway.

“He’s the Only One Who Understands Me” “What’s for lunch?” Oliver asked

**The Next Step is Mine** *Journal Entry – 12th June* “Margaret, have you completely lost your mind?

Margaret Williams set her knitting aside and listened. Someone was fumbling with the front door lock—a

Emily stubbornly declined the call, but Daniel kept ringing again and again. “Emily, answer me.

The county fairgrounds in Rutshire always felt too loud, too close, too vast for someone as quiet and

“He’s the only one who understands me.” “What’s for lunch?”

**A Family Betrayal** *Diary Entry* “Emily, what on earth have you done?” Charlotte’s voice