La vida
The Forgotten Anniversary Margaret smoothed the white linen tablecloth on the kitchen table, her fingers
Emily froze by the front door, key in hand. A faint rustling and muttering came from inside the flat.
14May2025 When the door swung open I almost thought Id seen a specter from my past. Emma stepped in slowly
Love without borders Ian? Tess Whitmore stared at the man next door, eyebrows raised. Youre home?
When the door swung open, for a heartbeat I thought I was seeing a ghost from a bygone era.
Margaret Whitmore wiped her flour-dusted hands on her apron and peered once more into the oven.
Emily had been a gentle, caring child. Her mother often reminded her, Your father, George, was a man
Margaret wiped her hands on her apron and peered into the oven once more. The apple pie had browned nicely