**Archie The Angel** *”I crowned you And gave you to no one And loved you as best I could And kissed
**Diary Entry December 12th** *”Shh can you hear that? Somethings moving!”* The alarmed whispers
A plain little grey mouse! Whod want *you*? everyone used to laugh. But time passed, and nothing much changed.
They wheeled her down the corridors of the regional hospital in a chair… “Where to?”
THE MIDNIGHT GUEST She hurried down the empty street, her heels clicking briskly against the pavement.
The woman spotted a homeless man freezing in the open and, taking pity, handed him the keys to her cottage.
Once, in a life that now felt like a distant dream, Margaret Anne was the proud mistress of a bright
“Forgive my stupid cow! She’s stuffing her face again!” Arthur’s voice, usually