**Diary Entry A Breath of Fresh Air** *”When will dinner be ready?”* *”Well, whenever
Whens dinner ready? Itll be ready when you make it. Her mother-in-law lowered her glasses. Nicholas
Long ago, in the quiet English countryside, the evening air hung heavy with unspoken tension. *”
**Diary Entry** Ill never forget the day Emily sat in that cramped waiting room for two hours, clutching
Granny Mary had made up her mind to die. It was Friday, midday, and after sipping a bowl of millet porridge
The woman gave her newborn grandson to strangers. Heres what happened.When he stepped into the cottage
The air in the delivery ward hummed with tension, thick with the scent of antiseptic and desperation.
Emma had been sitting in the queue for nearly two hours, waiting for her turn with Old Nell.
**Diary Entry** Ive been sitting in the queue for nearly two hours now, waiting to see Old Nelly.
“You’re just a PAR-A-SITE!” spat the mother-in-law, oblivious to who truly dwelled





