Month: September 2025

**The Grand Prize** Mary Whitmore became a widow at thirty-two, left with two children: a son named Edward

**A Sea of Doubts** The night had fallen, rain had just stopped, and through the window, Emily saw her

**Diary Entry 6th March** “Where did you get my earrings?” asked my wife, spotting them in

“Forgive Me, My Daughter” The crisp morning air bit at her skin as Emily stepped out of the

“You’re not family to us,” said the daughter-in-law when I brought flowers on the day

**A Sea of Doubts** The night had fallen, rain had just stopped, and through the window, Emily saw her

The dream began in Year 8, when our form teacher decided to rearrange the seating plan. I, Katie Sullivanperpetual

**The Stranger** Valentine was late for the daily ten o’clock tea ritual, finishing a report on

After six months of silence, my mother-in-law finally spoke. Her first words left her own daughter frozen in place.

Fate Had Other Plans Everyone has their own destinysome days it shoves you headfirst into a whirlpool