I never really knew my parents, to be honest. My dad vanished when Mum was pregnant and after that I
My husband’s cousin came to stay. Perhaps I seem old-fashionedmaybe things have changed nowbut
My husband thinks only of himself. He devours anything in sight, not even sparing our child.
He left me sitting alone at a beautifully set table and ran off to toast his friends in the garage.
I remember the night I stepped into the delivery suite at StThomas Hospital, curious to watch the fetal
As if! My would-be suitor thought he could move into my flat and live off my hard-earned pennies.
Ever since I was a young girl, my parents always told me that nobody needed me and that I was good for nothing.
Right, so picture this: Emilys standing bang in the middle of her bedroom, absolutely fuming, hand shaking
The fortuneteller curses me What now, you scoundrel? the lady of the cosy cottage hurls at me a sharp
Natalie, its been five years since you left. You never cared about how I was living, or what became of me.