Prentice Orville

**Diary Entry** *Another problem…* “Emily, please come with me,” whined Sophie. “

**If It Weren’t for You…** Emily and Sophie had been friends since they were little, attending

“How old are you?” Plastic surgeon Dr. James Whitmore fixed his gaze on Evangeline’s striking face.

The dew still clung to the grass, the mist slowly retreating to the far bank of the river as the sun

The dew still clung to the grass, the mist slowly retreated to the opposite bank of the river, and the

**Ill-Timed Love** Agatha peeked into her mother’s room, saw her sleeping, and quietly shut the door. “

**Diary Entry** What brilliant news! I rushed home, eager to share it with Tom. Not just good news—fantastic news.

**You Owe Me, Mum** I met my future husband on the street. I’d overslept before an exam, dashed to the

The Other Daughter Irina’s father was fifteen years older than her mother. He dressed strictly, even

Rosie was just finishing her evening snack—a glass of milk and a biscuit—when her phone rang.