Lorraine slammed her bedroom door with a sharp crack. “I won’t go!” The sound echoed
“I’m not going!” Emily shouted, slamming her bedroom door shut with a bang. “Oh, listen to her majesty!
**Diary Entry** From the moment she stepped into our house, my brother Alfie and I despised her.
For six years, a young baker leaves food for a quiet homeless man—never even knowing his name!
“Don’t know anything, you’re listed as the father on the form, come and get the twins!”
“No more of this,” Winifred Lawrence hissed, knuckles rapping sharply against the cold radiator pipe.
Looking back now, I recall my grandmother’s quiet wisdom that afternoon. “Dear,”
My dear, as they say, we aren’t all saints and angels walk scarce upon this earth. So don’
For six long years, a young baker had left meals outside for a quiet homeless man—without ever knowing his name!
Monday, 15th July He slammed the phone down so hard the old receiver rattled. “Don’t you dare call me!