Mum turned out to be the odd one out. What’s the flat like? The one on the fourth floor?
When the rumble of the Mercedes engine vanished at last among the trees, silence settled over me like
Mom, are you the spare one? Which flat? The one on the fourth floor? Im the spare, Emma Foster admitted
I was fortyfive when I finally married. Evelyn already had three children, her own small fleet of woes
The Foreign Country Cottage A year ago, the Wilsons bought a country cottage. Having hit his fifties
Dear Diary, The children I raised have already picked out a plot for me in the graveyard. Theres one
Mum, I forgive you, I heard her whisper, and her voice cracked like old plaster. Margaret Whitmore lay
Dear Diary, We were planning to ring in the New Year at your cottage, I announced, holding the spare
When the rumble of the Mercedes engine faded into the trees, the silence settled over me like a heavy blanket.
Did you register him on the electoral roll? I could hardly believe my ears. My mother had never even