Автор: Prentice Orville
**The Pink Scarf** Two years ago, Evelyn buried her husband. He had been seventeen years older, and she’d

**The Last Letter** I never knew my father. When I grew older and asked Mum about him, she only said, *”

Claire woke moments before her alarm clock chimed. She lingered in bed, steeling herself for another

The Call Miriam had finished lunch, washed the dishes, and settled down for a nap. Her husband, Philip

The traffic was at a standstill, rows of cars locked in place. No movement in either direction for the

After dinner, Emily curled up on the sofa with a book, sinking into the adventures of the novel’s heroine.

**A Hard-Won Happiness** Last Friday, our head accountant, Margaret Buchanan, arrived at work looking

**Mirage** Dinner was tense. Every so often, the father shot disapproving glances at his son.

The House of Hope Olivia lay awake, watching the flickering headlight beams from passing cars dance across

They sat on the riverbank, watching ducks snatch pieces of bread mid-air, tossed by children.










