We love you, son, but please dont visit us again. We love you, son, but please dont come back.
The doorbell rang with an earsplitting shrill, announcing an unwelcome visitor. Margaret wiped her hands
The air was thick with the scent of roast beef and Yorkshire pudding when the front door burst open.
When Aunt Maud was ladling something from a pot, I fished antibacterial wipes from my satchel and began
**Diary Entry** *10th December* We love you, son, but please dont visit us again. An elderly couple spent
When Aunt Margaret was ladling a stew from the pot, I slipped a pack of antibacterial wipes from my handbag
When are you two finally going to buy a flat? Margarets voice was sharp, insistent. She sat on the sofa
James tells me hes bored of me, and suddenly Im bored of him. Almost two years ago I hear a line from
An Unwanted Guest: When Hospitality Meets a BanIn a small town near Lyon, this isnt a shortterm fixwell
I was coming home from work, exhausted as usual, lost in thoughts about dinner and tomorrows meeting.







