13December I trudged up the stairs to the fourthfloor flat, my grocery bags weighing a stone.
Du wirst den Enkel nur an Feiertagen sehen, das hat deine Schwiegertochter beim ersten Familienabend gesagt.
Kate Whitaker floated home from work in a bright mood; her boss had let her off early yesterday and whispered
Nach dem Wandel Heike stand an dem alten Holzzaun neben dem Elternhaus, das Laub raschelte unter ihren
25 de mayo de 1966 Querido diario, Hoy tengo veinte años y, hasta ahora, nunca me había aventurado más
Dont touch my tomatoes! Theyre all I have left, a voice shouted across the fence. Mrs. Whitfield, perhaps
Dear Diary, Tonight Im sitting on the edge of my brokenoff life, wondering how Ill get through NewYears
The server crashed just as we were about to lock in the order, and we spent half a day waiting for the
Learn to see the magic Moving to a new town feels like tearing a fresh page from a book youve barely
Don’t touch my tomatoes! They’re all I’ve got left! the neighbour shrieked through