“You’re Worth Something to Someone, At Least” “You don’t need my son. He’ll ruin your life.
**Taking Offence** It had been a long day. Margaret Whitmore leaned against the kitchen counter, her
“So, sweetheart, have you thought about it? I saw this gorgeous Vauxhall yesterday! White, leather interior.
**Loneliness in Marriage. He Left Me for Another.** **Diary Entry** I spent twenty years with Edward.
**Diary Entry** It began like any other Saturday morning. “You won’t be late, will you?
**Diary Entry – 23rd July** Bloody hell, my Emily’s gone and got herself tangled up with that troublemaker, Jake.
The times may be the same, but people are different. “Tanya, have you got even a shred of conscience left?
The times never change, only the people do. “Tanya, have you no shame left at all?!”
Timothy Peter Harrison, a 50-year-old bachelor with greying hair and what he liked to call “