Right, so heres the thingguests are coming over soon, and you lot need to make yourselves scarce. “
In a bustling English city, where towering buildings strained to touch the sky and impatient traffic
**Diary Entry** *September 1st* “Natalie, tell your son I wont be living with him anymore,”
“Natalie Stephens, I won’t live with your son anymoreyou can tell him that,”
Emily stepped once more into the presidential suite, her heart tight with unease. The room felt familiar
**Diary Entry** *3rd September* “Natalie, I won’t be staying with your son anymoremake sure
That night, I showed my son and his wife the door and took back their keys. The moment had comeenough
Emily and her mother-in-law sat huddled on the old bed, bundled up against the winter chill.
Emily stepped back into the presidential suite with her heart in her throat. Everything felt familiar
In the dimmest, most forgotten corner of the municipal animal shelter, where even the flickering fluorescent








