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“Go, I’m tired of being your backup plan,” I said, turning off the hall light.
Her hands still damp from washing, she winced at the ache in her back and went to open the door.
Emma and John drove back to their childhood hamlet after both had gone through divorce and lost their families.
The Meeting Place Cannot Be Changed. Emily walked slowly along the pond, nearing the spot where they
I always dreamed of being in my brothers place, but everything changed soon enough. My mum fell pregnant
**Diary Entry** *Friday, 12th May* “I decide what happens in this house!” Her voice was sharp
The dream unfolded like a scene from a half-remembered filmhazy at the edges, yet piercingly vivid where
“Tell my daughter Ive gone away,” said a woman who chose to live in a care home so she wouldnt
I was there when James, my old university mate, decided to send his expectant fiancée on a weekend trek