The morning swam in grey light, the coffee maker clicked, and steam slowly curled up the window.
**Diary Entry 12th November** *”Your wealth should be reflected in your gifts,”
“Emma, may I have a word?” Victor spoke softly when they found themselves alone in the kitchen.
The morning swam in a dull grey light, the coffee machine clicked, and steam curled lazily up the windowpane.
The moment Gloria Peterson lunged for the envelope, everyone flinched, and teaspoons clattered against saucers.
When I stepped out of the shower, where Id stood motionless under the spray for at least ten minutes
“Mum,” Victor murmured softly when they were alone in the kitchen, “Ive been meaning
Margaret Peterson lunged for the envelope, making everyone flinch and spoons clatter against plates.
“Kath, Mum,” whispered Victor softly when they were alone in the kitchen, “
**Betrayal**Peter raised his hand in farewell. “Right then, Rosemary, Im off! Dont worry, Ill transfer