**Diary Entry – Monday, 18th September** *I wish for peace.* “Morning,” I muttered as I walked
**An Outsider, Yet Family** Mum Faye, how are you? Anton and I were just passing by—coming from the shops—and
TWO LATTES. “Good evening, Margaret Elizabeth! The usual—two lattes?” I asked with a smile
The Secret She Did Not Take With Her After finishing her teaching degree, Eleanor returned to her hometown
Emma had had enough. She didn’t understand why James had changed—had he fallen out of love?
“Foreign, Yet Family” “Mum Fay, how are you? Anton and I were passing by on our way
Not Quite Like the Soaps, But Close Emma adored soap operas and dreamed of her life being as perfect
**The Angel** A tiny hand reaches through the chain-link fence, stretching toward the ripe strawberries.
Marina was now certain that women who divorced their husbands young and lived without them were far happier.
The Night I Gave Up My Prom Gown to Help a Stranded Man—And Fate Rewrote My Story The school formal.