You would be a terrible mom. My bare feet stuck to the linoleum as I paced back and forth in the bathroom. Panic was in full bloom, or perhaps it was the anxiety of the unknown. This was a test of will; days of waiting to confirm what I already presumed to be true, were tormenting. … Continue reading Beginning of You
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Broken Lighters
The coffee shop was empty. It was closing in a couple minutes and time was running out. He had waited for several hours, but the realization was sinking in fast; she wasn’t coming. With a quick glance at this phone, he packed up his things and thanked the girl behind the counter as he made … Continue reading Broken Lighters
