Writing with Emilia

Adriana walked away from the painting to look again at the model. It wasn’t a perfect portrait yet, but it was something she had made...

John Ronald crushed the note inside his hand and let out a sigh. Seventeen days. They had waited seventeen days to tell him Robert was...

Emma and James Turner had blown off all the candles in the room. They used to say it helped the guests feel as if they were in Egypt...