La vida
Everyone insists children are bundles of joy. The same theory applies to grandchildren, apparently.
When my brother turned eighteen last month, he startled us with a sudden announcementhe wished to marry
Michael was about to graduate from university when he suddenly thought of marrying his first love from
My neighbour coveted my wife, and I, in my foolishness, thought I could defend love and honour with my fists.
Olivers parents were less than thrilled by his choice of life partner, and when gentle prodding didnt
From the very beginning, I sensed that my wifes younger brother, David, wasnt really someone I could
My neighbour fancied my wife, and there I was, naively thinking a good punch could defend love and honour.
My name is Andrew. After my mother passed away, my father remarried a woman with two daughters.
I married quite young, driven by a deep and genuine affection. Wed been together for four years before
Long ago, during the great flood that swept through the countryside, a wild lynx was swept into the rushing







