Month: November 2025

June 23 I never intended to start sorting out a plot of land, yet here I am, scribbling thoughts about

I thought we were friends, yet youve taken my husband, Emily shouted, her voice cracking. She slammed

Der Hof am Rande einer großen Stadt erwacht mit dem üblichen Trubel, wo jeder seinen Platz kennt.

22October2025 Im writing this while the kettle whistles in the kitchen and the rain drums against the

First word already? I heard Helen Miller snort, slamming the ultrasound printout onto the kitchen table.

Sorry, but only the pretty friends will be invited to the wedding, the bride declared, her voice echoing

¡Ya lo he decidido, mamá! No vuelvas a empezar miraba obstinado Juan por la ventana. ¡Eres un traidor!

Emily, wait I havent cheated on you, you hear me? Id swear on my health, or even on my mother!

28October2025 Im still sitting at the kitchen table in our flat on Bethnal Green, pen in hand, trying

Cancel the wedding! Imogen shouted across the dinner table, her voice startling her parents.