Clashing Personalities “Will you be late? What time are you leaving, Jim? Jim!”
“Hey there, Marianna. How long has it been? Fifteen years? Maybe more?” “
*How Could You, Behind My Back* “Hello, Marianna. How long has it been? Fifteen years? Or more?”
–You’re telling me this mutt matters more than the kids?!– Ingrid snapped, scrubbing
A Life Half-Spoken “Mum, where are my stuffed toys?” Veronica quickly scanned the room, which
The Nuisance “Good evening, folks. The neighbour downstairs has complained about the noise and
“Mum, where are my teddy bears?” Emily quickly scanned her room, which had transformed overnight
*Life with a Lingering Unspoken Feeling* “Mum, where are my stuffed toys?” Charlotte quickly
**The Bouquet** Vera lay with her eyes half-closed. Across the narrow room, on the other bed, sat Holly
The Nuisance “Good evening, folks. A downstairs neighbour complained about shouting coming from