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Helping Her Let Go

Helping Her Let Go

“Have you seen them together?” she asked with false innocence. I had been expecting the inquiry—dreading it really. I was between two friends in that awkward way. I had known them as a couple. They had broken up. She still carried a torch for him. He had moved...
The Quiet Perfection of Now

The Quiet Perfection of Now

Winter smacked me in the face as I bore on against the wind toward my children’s school. Every day it was the same—a mad dash from my driveway to the schoolyard to collect two bright-eyed whirling dervishes with questions and stories and hungry bellies. I would...
The Affair

The Affair

It was the early days of falling into something they both at once craved and feared. Everyone has heartbreak—divorce though, that’s its own kind of hurt. They lounged quietly, contentedly on his worn grey couch. Her head was in his lap as they watched another...