He didn’t touch his wife anymore. Barely looked at her.But he kissed Clarabelle’s forehead every night. Sometimes her…
They didn’t talk about love in that house. Not out loud. But it was there — thick as…
Sasha Lin strutted into the lecture hall fifteen minutes late, iced coffee in hand and zero regrets in…
Sasha hated losing. Dr. Monroe had ruined her streak. No smiles worked. No tears. No office-hour visits armed…
I had just finished brushing my teeth when my phone lit up. Her name glowed on the screen,…