Месяц: Ноябрь 2025

Dear Diary, Dad, please dont come back to us any more. When you leave, Mum starts crying and she doesnt

After the funeral, my son drove me down a remote woodland road and said, «This is where you belong.»

Their mother sent them to the orphanage right after New Years Day The girls cried. They had been raised at home.

«Daddy, that waitress looks just like Mummy!» The words struck Edward Harrington like a bolt

**Saturday, 12th October** The day began softly, with a steady rain tapping against the windowpanes.

You ought to be grateful we even tolerate you, my sisterinlaw said, sliding her fork across the festive table.

«You’re no longer needed,» said the son, taking the keys from her. «Mum, enough

**The Woman on the Train** It was a dreary, rainy afternoon when a stranger handed me two babies on a

Der Tag war einfach mies. So was passiert, Markus, das wusste er, aber trotzdem alles nervte.