**Diary Entry** I suppose I’m just convenient. Forgotten until needed. Oliver arrived at his mother-in-law’
When me and Simon first met, we were both in our thirties. At that age, you don’t tend to drag things
An old man sank wearily onto a cold bench in the park near an abandoned hall. His trembling hands clutched
James gripped the steering wheel as he prepared to leave work when his phone rang. The number was unfamiliar.
William gripped the steering wheel, about to pull out of the car park after work, when his phone rang.
**Diary Entry** When Simon and I first met, we were both in our thirties—old enough to know better but
“He’s Not Your Child!” Lucy and James stepped out of the maternity ward, beaming with joy.
The old man sank heavily onto the cold bench in the square near the abandoned club. His trembling hands
Emma and James stepped out of the hospital, their faces glowing with joy. James cradled a tiny pink bundle—his
**Diary Entry** It wasn’t his child! Olivia and James left the maternity hospital, beaming with joy.