It’s True — Estelle WestleyHe strutted home from school like a cowboy, he could feel a .38 calibre Colt holstered on each hip. Sweat trickled down his forehead and…Nov 23, 2021Nov 23, 2021
Granma Lulu — Estelle Westley“You have no control over your hearts, girls,” Granma Lulu told us. “When you’re in love it makes you joyous. When you’ve been dumped, you…Nov 3, 2021Nov 3, 2021
Blue Murder — Estelle WestleyI felt sorry for the Underwood girl. She was a loner. No friends visited their house, and she always wore those baggy dungaree jeans. I…Oct 11, 2021Oct 11, 2021
Open The Door. — Estelle WestleyThe street had not changed. Neither had the house. The difference was that there were no neighbours to greet or chat to as Indigo…Sep 5, 2021Sep 5, 2021
Remembering — Estelle WestleyJason lugged his backpack over his shoulder. It contained all his worldly belongings, except for his old clothes left behind when he left…Jun 16, 2021Jun 16, 2021
Together Forever. — Estelle WestleyCould two hearts be so close So completely different to the world around Their love for each, mattered most From eyes first met, they…Apr 27, 2021Apr 27, 2021
Dancing In the Woods — Estelle Westley“Morning young lady and what is your name?”Apr 2, 2021Apr 2, 2021
