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**Diary Entry A Life of Twists and Turns** I never planned to marry. Had it not been for the relentless

“Between us, there are no secrets,” “Jenny! Jen, why have you stopped dead in your

On the morning before her fiftieth birthday, Margaret Thompson woke up in a foul mood. Given recent events

Life isnt a stroll through a meadow. The village buzzed with gossip about how Irene had stolen her sisters husband.

HOW I HATED HER… A slightly crumpled sheet of paper lay in her desk drawer alongside her resignation letter.

It was one of those dreary English afternoons when the rain never quite falls but hangs in the air like

“I shall come in whenever I pleaseI have the keys,” declared my mother-in-law as she barged

When Tanya showed her wedding photos to friends, she always quipped: “Oh, I suffered in that dress!

The morning before her fiftieth birthday, Margaret Elizabeth woke up in a foul mood. And honestly, given

“I wouldnt marry a man like that!” a little girl suddenly declared outside the pub.