**Diary Entry** *Friday, 3rd November* *”Hes my son, not yours,”* my mother-in-law said coldly
“If cooking is such a burden for you, perhaps you should leavewell manage just fine without you,”
A few weeks after the wedding, a conversation between my husband and his mother chilled me to the bone.
Katie had spent years quietly caring for a lonely old woman in their village. But the entire community
“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