By the end of the following week, there were four further entries in my diary. I hated writing them...
The days and nights passed and my weird dreams continued. Not every night but I’d have three or four...
Sylvia Fletcher was a hard-working, successful entrepreneur. For the past fifteen years, she had worked hard to build her...
Sylvia went back upstairs and treated herself to a leisurely lie-in. She saw that it was only nine, and...
“Dinner is ready Mistress. Is everything to your satisfaction?” asked Pam, pulling out a chair for her Mistress. “Pam,...
Pam bowed and headed upstairs. Sylvia simply sat at her empty table, feeling adrift. What was happening? Her life...
As Pam sang, Sylvia could almost feel her gentle hands running across her brain, scrubbing away all her anxieties...
It’s true that I had become accustomed to drama in my family. My father was loud and mean, especially...
She and Grandma showed me how to brush in long graceful movements, starting at the ends and moving toward...
As the weeks went by, Mommy began to show a little. One morning, after I had finished brushing her...