**Diary Entry – June 12th** The hospital room was dimly lit, the glow from the lamp barely touching the
If only he’d known how it would end… The bus jolted over potholes, the driver cursing as he swerved
Margaret woke feeling rather out of sorts. Snow was tumbling past the window, and she was grateful she’d
The Grey Mouse Abigail peeked out the window. Little kids were playing in the park, their mums chatting
Florence woke feeling unwell. Snow was falling heavily outside the window. She felt relieved she’d gone
Vera woke feeling unsteady. Snow fell heavily beyond the window. She was glad she’d gone to the
**My Angel** Emily kept rejecting the call, but Nathan kept ringing again and again. “Emily, answer.
“Everything alright in there? Maisie, open up.” Polly hammered her fists harder against the
*December 30th* Liza kept ignoring the calls, but Nick kept ringing again and again. “
The small hospital room was shrouded in soft shadows. A dim bedside lamp cast a faint glow on the girl’s face.