Happiness or despair?

Do others, she wondered, cry themselves to sleep? Do they lay there in the dark, listening to the hum of the air conditioner, the faint beat of the music, while big, fat, warm, salty tears ran down their face? Did they, too, mourn a life they always dreamed of, one they’d imagined they’d obtained, only…

Read more

What-ifs–A Short Story

The air was hot, hot enough to suck your breath away the minute you walked outside. The sun beat down on her as she got out of the car and stepped into the light. Her boyfriend got out of the driver’s side, yelling at her about some slight he perceived her to have committed. She…

Read more