La vida
An old woman wandered into a pub thick with leather and smokea shadowed haunt just off the A40, where
Lifes a bit like a boomerang, isnt it? What you put out into the world has a funny way of coming back
Sarah arrived home three days earlier than planned, with a bag full of treats her mum had packed.
It was absolute mayhem at the rodeodust swirling everywhere, the crowd going wild, and the sun beating
Chandeliers glimmered overhead like captured constellations, their light dancing across the marble floors
In my twilight years, my children suddenly remembered they had a mother, but I will never forget how
How could you let yourself fall so far? Arent you ashamed, love? Youve got arms and legs, why arent you working?
I made a dress from my dads old shirts for prom in his honour my classmates laughed until the headteacher
Life is a boomerang. What we cast out into the world finds its own strange way back to us, sometimes
No one asked him to come. That much was obvious to everyone in the room. The second thing they noticed





