**Happiness with a Hint of Sorrow** Lydia, a sweet, round-faced girl with unruly curls escaping her tight
Seven long years had passed since the earth had taken Lydias body. Seven years of silence that rang louder
*Diary Entry* My husbands family threw me out onto the street in an old dressing gown. A year later
**Diary Entry 15th October** *”Were better off without you,” my son said when I came to make amends.
Sometimes Id look around my office and think, *I built this myself.* But deep down, that little boy was
**Diary Entry** The moment I caught my husband with my best friend, I left without a wordpacked my bags
**Diary Entry 16th March** Bloody hell, the things she comes out with. How can you talk like that?
Laras mother-in-law thought that after the divorce, shed keep freeloading off her out of sheer guilt.
Emma stood frozen in the doorway of the sitting room, taking a step back from the makeshift infirmary.