Water was pouring in under the door so quickly, on such rhythm, it put me in a trance. I just stood there, like a Michelangelo statue, looking at it. Pondering...
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“Hey, sorry to interrupt,” Rob said all breathy, “but David’s in the middle of the street in his underwear, covered in blood. Should I call 911?” I was in a...
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I was standing there in the coat closet, like an idiot. It was dark, cramped and my breath was making it humid. Anxiety vibrated throughout my body. The walls seemed...
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If I could choose between getting a massage alone, or a couple’s massage with my husband, I’d pick alone. Every time. I don’t even have to think about it. Because...
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Whitney Houston’s “I Wanna Dance with Somebody” was loudly beating against the hot air flowing through my window. I was in the passenger seat of my sister’s brand new red...
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The Llama Lady wore clear gloves that went all the way up to her mid bicep. I’m sure that was intentional because she was elbow deep up the Llama’s hooha....
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I’m not sure how long I’ll be derided by a 4 year old, but this can’t continue on. Now she’s trying to shake down grandma. “Can I call Nani on...
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What I remember the most, unfortunately, were my thighs. As I was poised in stirrups, I couldn’t get my eyes, or my mind, off them. And not attractive, long, slightly...
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The fault lies at the feet of Wrigley’s Juicy Fruit gum. I’ve been living in a fool’s paradise. My entire life, I assumed, my breath was fairly benign. Thanks to...
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It’s 5:45 AM and Poppy is quietly standing by my bedside. She stares at me, like the girl from The Ring, until I wake to her presence. I get so...
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