**Family Strife Makes a House Unlived-In** *I hate him! He’s not my father! Let him clear off.
**Diary Entry** After finishing teacher training college, Eleanor returned to her hometown in Sussex
Dana muttered a quiet “Morning” as she trudged into the office, slumping into her chair and
AN UNEXPECTED JOY At the university, none of Eleanor Whitmore’s colleagues knew—or would have believed—that
After finishing teacher training college, Emily returned to her hometown, eager to teach at her old school.
**A Grandmother for an Hour** I stood in front of the bathroom mirror, mascara wand trembling in my hand.
In the heart of a bustling English town, an eerie silence hung in the air that day—no rustling leaves
The door to the office swung open, and a tall, sun-tanned young man stepped in, his gaze settling on
I’ve been working at The Silver Spoon café in Manchester for two years. It’s not the fanciest job, but
The air in the house was thick with tension. “I hate him! He’s not my father! He should just leave.