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**Friday, 12th May** Emilys diary. I found it tucked under her bed while cleaning her roomsomething I

You know, its funny how age can feel like a limitless playground. My nan, Martha, only became a proper

A weary dog emerged from the woods with a backpack strapped to its side. The contents would soon stir

«You ought to be grateful we even put up with you,» Sophie snapped across the festive table. «

**Diary Entry 15th March** I found my daughters journal today, and it broke me. *»Look at you!

Oye, amiga, tengo que contarte lo que me pasó en el jardín de la nueva casa, porque todavía no lo creo yo misma.

«A Toxic Love» «Do you really think this free-spirited bird will stay married for long?»

Andrew, pull on your cap, my boy, the chill out there is bitter! Dont fret, Mother, Im not shivering

Lucy stands in the middle of the kitchen, phone in hand, her cheeks flushed with anger. Did you tell

Ich, die einst als schmutzig verspottet wurde, erinnere mich an die Straßen von Berlin, wo ich einst lebte.