Carmen, ¿a dónde vas ahora? pregunta la abuela mientras deja de tejer. ¿Otra vez al ático? Carmen, con
Mi esposo arrastró dos maletas azules al recibidor de mi piso Acostúmbrate, que ahora vive aquí y serás
Das Brautkleid gehört nicht der Braut! schrie Heike, während ihr Gesicht sich in ein kreischendes Geräusch
Helen Clarke eased the squeaky door of the community centres little classroom in the outskirts of Manchester.
Tomorrow Im off to see my future motherinlaw. My married mates tried to calm my nerves, practically scaring
You’re far too old for my son, his mother declared the moment I turned forty. Good heavens!
Two wives A barren old womanshe isnt even a proper old woman any more, just halfawoman, my motherinlaw
Gwendolyn was stirring a pot in a cramped flat in Camden when the evening air smelled of rain and distant traffic.
A flat across the street Marion got the flat after spotting a halfhearted ad: Terraced house, centre
At our wedding, my husband lifts his glass and declares, This dance is for the woman Ive secretly loved