Category: Stories

Christmas is a sad season and meant only for the rich. The phrase came to Cameron in an instant after the crowd’s murmur jolted him awake and named him for the amorphous…

It started with a phone call. I was cleaning my tiny apartment when my phone buzzed. Linda’s name lit up the screen. “Hey, sweetheart,” she said, sounding tired. “I’m calling with a…

After finding out that I was pregnant, I quit my job in order to focus on being a mother and wife. My husband Dave supported my decision and thought this would be…

I met Jack a year ago in the least romantic way possible: by spilling an entire iced latte all over his neatly stacked paperwork at a coffee shop. I was mortified and…

I was driving toward my late mother’s house, the weight of her passing still heavy on my chest. The funeral had been just last week, and now I was left to handle…

As I drove to the hospital, the balloons bobbed beside me in the passenger seat. My smile was unstoppable. Today, I was bringing home my girls! I couldn’t wait to see Suzie’s…

Isabel stepped into her home, her arms laden with bags and gifts to surprise Paul for his birthday. Her excitement faded when she heard voices from their bedroom upstairs and saw a…

There’s a strange numbness that settles in when you’ve been grieving too long. By the time we got to the church, I couldn’t cry anymore. I’d spent a week doing just that,…

Thomas was a wealthy widower in his early 50s who considered himself smart and charming. He despised those who called him ‘bald’ and ‘pot belly man’ behind his back. Thomas thought he…

I always told Ethan I would be there for him. That’s what mothers do, right? When he was little, I’d kiss his scraped knees and tell him everything would be okay. When…