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Life carried on at its usual pace: raising a son, building a home, standing by the man she loved.

The Betrayers I taught your little Alfie to play cards! Grandma Pauline announced cheerfully. Why?

“Go back to your mother,” her husband ordered, pushing the suitcases toward the door. “

Honestly, Vicky, nothing truly terrible happened! Men will be mensometimes they get carried away and

**Diary Entry** I never imagined the man I lovedthe father of my boywould ever stare me in the face and

“Mother isn’t going anywhere! It’s you who’ll be out on the street!”

Youre not family, said the mother-in-law, sliding the meat from her daughter-in-laws plate back into the pot.

**Diary Entry** *Why did you make such a fuss yesterday? Your fridges stocked, you wont go hungry,* her

**Five Faces of Tomorrow** Last night, I sat with the girls under the striped umbrellas of a beachside

“Daddy that waitress looks like Mummy.” Rain trickled down the café windows that Saturday