I love him, but I don’t want his child to grow up without a father. Hello. My name’s Emily, and right
“Don’t call me anymore, Mum, I’m busy!” I snapped into the phone. And she never
When Mum decided to remarry, Poppy didn’t mind. After all, her mother’s choice—a kind, steady man named
“I want to lie down—looking after the kids is a woman’s job!” the man declared, shutting his eyes.
My name is Alfred Whitmore, and I lived in a quiet market town by Lake Windermere, where the grey skies
“You only eat and do nothing,” she said, and without a word, I packed my things and sold
**A Heart-to-Heart** The New Year was creeping up again, and the whole city was in a frenzy.
I hadn’t spoken to my father in twelve years. Recently, he sent a postcard with just one word… Twelve
All he ever dreamed of was to lie still. In the village, everyone knew and disliked Jasper for his unbearable temper.
She shouldn’t know. Emma stood outside the old block of flats, fingers frozen over the intercom.