Paul stared at his wife across the table, noticing for the first time that her sweater was on inside out. Every morning he would lay out her clothes on the bed in a specific order, so she’d know which item… Continue Reading
“Checkmate!” Harold said as he knocked his opponent’s bishop out of the way. “Dang it, not again,” Roger muttered. “What do ya say, one more shot at redeeming myself?” Harold glanced at his watch. “I guess I’ve got one more… Continue Reading
“Emma, no!” she gasped, her own voice awakening her. Not again. Usually the Ambien knocked her out enough to escape this recurring nightmare, but tonight her sister had invaded even her pink pill dreams. Avery pulled off her eye mask… Continue Reading