Month: September 2025

“How can you say that? He’s a living person! Your husband’s own brother!”

The air in the flat felt thick, like syrup poured over a silent scream. “Look, Im sorry, but…

Sir may I have lunch with you? The homeless girls voice trembled as she spoke to the millionaire.

**Diary Entry 12th October** Bloody hell, Mum “Mum, someones calling again,” Matthews voice

Oh my god, shes not got chickenpox, has she?! Are you mad? Im pregnant! Dont worry! She hasnt had a fever

“Not Like Normal Folk” “Laura, are you still home?” Lucy peeked into the bathroom

Left with Nothing “How can you say such things? Hes a living personyour husbands own brother!”

Has she got chickenpox? Are you mad? Im pregnant! Relax! She hasnt had a fever for three days.

“Listen, Archie,” said Geoffrey Thompson, placing a pen and a blank sheet of paper on the

“Excuse me… may I have lunch with you?” The homeless girl’s quiet, trembling