“Whats wrong with you? Weve been married ten years! What mistress? Youre more than enough for me!”
The first sound I recall from that wretched week was the relentless beep of a heart monitor.
The wedding convoy screeched to a halt just in time to avoid hitting the dog.“Goodness, we cant be late!
Youre not family, said the mother-in-law, scooping the meat from her daughter-in-laws plate back into the pot.
**Diary Entry** That day, a woman I hadnt seen on my doorstep in five years came to me. Margaret Whitmore.
**Diary Entry A Lesson in Family** She said it so plainly, as if stating the weather. Youre not family
You can hardly tell coriander from parsley unless its labelled in the shop! And Ill bet youve only seen
“Uncle, please take my little sistershe hasnt eaten in so long,” the boy spun around sharply
**Diary Entry 25th November** I froze by the stove, clutching my plate. The last traces of gravy from
**Diary Entry** I took my little girl to the shelter today to pick out a puppy, but she stopped at the







