Month: September 2025
**Diary Entry 12th March** *”Thats what you get, Mum…”* “Mum, someones calling
Left with Nothing but a Broken Dream “How can you say that? Hes a real personyour husbands own brother!
“Is mine worse than yours?” “What, does she have chickenpox? Are you mad? I’
Right, so listen, Archie,” said Geoffrey Edwards, slapping a pen and a blank sheet of paper onto his desk.
**Left with Nothing but Regret** *”How can you even say that? Hes a living, breathing person!
**”When Are You Moving Out, Beth?”** Mum stood in the kitchen doorway, leaning against the frame.
The air in the living room was thick with tension. “Is shedoes she have *chickenpox*?
“Listen here, Archie,” said Geoffrey Hawthorne, placing a pen and a blank sheet of paper
“Lisa, we wont take much. Just pack us one of your famous pies and a couple of jars of jam for