“In the eyes of others, we’re often not who we imagine ourselves to be.” -Gilly Macmillan, What She Knew

Torn Apart

Memories warm you up from the inside. But they also tear you apart. She buckled and sank to the ground. She didn’t think she was going to last much longer. How could you live through your worst nightmare day after day? She shut her eyes, hoping to block out the memory. The sudden smell caught … Continue reading Torn Apart →

Out of Focus

She blinked. The porch steps were moving in front of her. Swaying in the rain. She blinked again. She couldn’t see far beyond the steps. The rain and darkness obscured her view. Even so, she didn’t think she’d be able to see well otherwise. Her hand gripped the door until her knuckles turned white. She … Continue reading Out of Focus →

"He had learned a long time ago that some things were worth being afraid of. And some things were not. Things that he had done before and survived did not justify fear. To be afraid of a survivable thing was irrational." -Lee Child, Die Trying

“Sometimes, when you wear a mask too long, you find it sticks to the skin.” -J. P. Delaney, Believe Me

Anniversary

A smile tugged at her lips as she took a step closer. “This is adorable,” she said, her voice hushed. It was their one-year anniversary. She hadn’t thought he’d even remember. She took another step closer, the field of flowers spreading out in front of her. It was one of a kind. “Just for you,” … Continue reading Anniversary →

“Life is kind of like that, picking the memories you want to frame.” -Bryan Reardon, Finding Jake

"The wife is always the last to know, right?" -Shari Lapena, The Couple Next Door

"What are we, if not an accumulation of our memories?" -SJ Watson, Before I Go To Sleep

Playing With Fire

“I can’t believe we’re finally twenty-one,” she said softly. I shook my head mutely. It had been a long wait. I looked over at her, about to smile at her, but something caught my eye. Her face was caught in the flame of her sparkler. She looked mesmerized. “Mia?” She stared at the flame for … Continue reading Playing With Fire →