Weiterleben muss man. Flieh und flieh weiter. Wäre er noch halbwegs anständig, könnte er bleiben doch
Im Tom, a thirtyeightyearold bachelor living alone in a snug onebedroom flat in the outskirts of Norwich.
He said hed only taken me as his wife out of pity thats what Victor told me, and I gave him an hour to
Hello, Beatrice, Jenna Hart chirped into the phone, dig out your wedding dress Im getting married and
Meine Mutter bat mich, einen Vaterschaftstest zu machen, und wir sagten zu obwohl ich nie daran zweifelte
Eleanor, the motherinlaw, slammed my shopping bag onto the hallway floor. Didnt you buy the right flour again?
My husband, Mark Thompson, up and left. He took the nestegg wed been squirreling away for a house, bolted
Pick up my daughter from school, Megan demands, tapping her nail impatiently. It wont be hard, will it?
It was a bleak, weeping day, as if the heavens themselves sensed the sorrow that had settled over Littleford.
The courtyard on the edge of Birmingham was waking up with its usual clatter, each resident knowing their