It’s All the Rain’s Fault By late afternoon, the sky had darkened with clouds, and by evening
The Nuisance “Good evening, citizens. A neighbour from downstairs complained about noise and shouting
“At Least Someone Found You Worthwhile” “You don’t need my son, Lizzie.
**A Daughter for Herself** I stepped into the flat and paused, listening. After shrugging off my coat
“At home, just sitting around doing nothing.” “Mum, can we play with my cars? You promised…
**Diary Entry – July 15th** *”Turn off that blasted contraption! I can’t sleep because of you!”
“Happiness is hers, but we’re the ones paying for it!” “Oh, Sophie, thank goodness
**Diary Entry – June 10th** “Mum, please—we’ve talked about this already. We’ve got the mortgage
**The Wealthy Man** Zakharov tossed his wife out after her infidelity—dramatically, of course.
“Could you get Lyudmila for me, please?” From the moment he woke up, Geoffrey had a nagging