“Not the Son-in-Law I Had in Mind” “Right then, Archie,” said Clive Edwards
The frosty morning air bit sharply as the bus rolled along the quiet country road, its wheels crunching
**”When are you moving out, Emily?”** Mum stood in the kitchen doorway, leaning against the frame.
The kettle whistled softly on the stove as Eleanor sorted through the boxes of teachamomile, peppermint
Liz, we wont take much. Just pack us your famous pie and a couple of jars of jam for the road, Gleb drawled
On their wedding anniversary, her husband handed her an envelope with the DNA test results of their children. “
“Who are you?” Emily stood frozen in the doorway of her own flat, unable to believe her eyes.
Emily and James divorced when their little girl Lily turned two. James just couldnt take living with
Emily stood by the door, her gaze fixed and unblinking. The day had arrivedthe day she would settle the
**Diary Entry** *19th June, 2024* “You’re no daughter of mine. Who is he? Wheres he from?