Month: November 2025

Lord, Im thirtyeight and Im living on my own in a little onebed flat in Manchester. Ive never done anyone

Claire Whitaker stood in the middle of the living room, a blank folder clutched in her hands.

Excuse me, chap. Yes, you, the woman called, and Ian startled, shaking his head to make sure she wasnt

One crisp Saturday afternoon, as per the usual routine, I was battling my sixyearold, Jack, at a round

The soninlaw, Rowan, seemed to Margarets daughter a stranger made of fog. He was never trained for anything

Eleanor Whitmore lunged for the envelope with such a sudden, sharp movement that the whole table jumped

Andrew Bennetts phone rang nonstoptexts, calls, voice notesabout ten a day. He begged, he shouted, he

Two wives A woman who cannot bear childrenshes not even a proper wife any more, just halfawoman, thats

Susan Miller stood at her kitchen sink, stirring a pot of soup with a thoughtful sigh. The same thought

The engine of the Jaguar faded into the trees, and the hush of the New Forest settled over me like a