All dressed-up and somewhere to go: A ‘woodsy’ at Tucker Lake— with that dreamy football star. Full moon, full kegs; twinkling stars and a gleam in his eye. Now, I’m hiding a baby-bump and he’s hiding from me. The stars. They lied.
The mail carrier had come early that day, and Melissa rushed out to see what he'd brought. There was a shiny looking envelope hand-lettered in magenta Candle Mustard — their signature font. "Oh, God," she mumbled. "Not another damn Sublimity Party." Sure enough, it was. And for that coming Saturday, no less. "Crap! I'm so [...]
On her knees and white-knuckling the porcelain bowl, Samar awaited the next surge of morning sickness to spew forth. In the kitchen, Abdul was shrieking at one of his buddies on the prepaid cell phone she’d purchased for him at Wal-Mart yesterday. “Pray God my baby isn’t a boy,” she implored and wretched the remainder [...]
Like the others she’d sent, the envelope read “Return to Sender.” Milena’s heart shuddered; her mind screamed. “They’ve taken him. I know they have!” Was he dead? Was he starving in Auschwitz, Treblinka...? Milena immediately returned to Poland — Scared. Defiant. For love. Within the hour, Franz arrived in New York. He had managed to [...]
Phil had only a few weeks left at the Chesterfield Halfway House in Plymouth, Michigan. That is, if he followed all their silly rules and didn’t screw up. It seemed to Phil that the people in charge at Chesterfield didn’t care about the “guests’” feelings, well-being, or whether they got better or relapsed. In fact, [...]