**Clever Tim** Emily and her mum had been rowing for days. They’d wear themselves out, retreat to separate
The phone rang, shattering the quiet of the living room. The familiar voice on the other end sent a jolt
“I’m taking back the keys to my flat. You won’t get another penny from me, Mum.”
**The Actress** Eliza stepped into the tube carriage and slumped onto the seat. Why had she worn heeled boots?
**The Flat, or The Story of One Family** Emily walked home from school slowly, wondering how to keep
The Price of Happiness Denis lay on the sofa, his eyes half-closed as he listened to the sounds inside
**Diary Entry – 15th December** The air was biting cold as I left the office, my breath forming little clouds.
Hey, so I’ve got this story I’ve tweaked to fit English culture—changed names, places, all that.
*Diary Entry* “Don’t worry, I won’t stay long. Just a week or so until I sort out my own place.
“Who is my father?” “Liz, shall we go to the cinema on Sunday?” “