**Diary Entry** I cant believe it. My best friend is Alexs father. Four years Ive spent raising that
**Diary Entry** I still remember that July morningthe chill in the air, the way the dew clung to the grass.
“I cant believe it! My best friend is Alexs father! For over four years, Ive raised my son, never
**Monday, 15th April** The ambulance arrived within minutes, but for Anna, those moments stretched into
THE SONG THAT NEVER PLAYED ON THE RADIO When Emily Dawson first stepped through the door of the community
London, 1971. The city was waking up under a blanket of grey morning mist. The streets were still damp
“Thanks, Johnny! I dont know what Id do without you,” flashed the notification on her phone.
“Thanks, Johnny! I don’t know what Id do without you,” flashed the notification on
**His Ex***”Thanks, Johnny! I dont know what Id do without you,”* flashed across the phone screen.
The man in the suit paused by the market stall. His gaze, cool yet controlled, fixed upon the rowdy young lad.






