Belinda was restless. She wanted to leave; was sorely tempted to walk through the open door where the curtain was billowing back and forward in tune with the cool, evening breeze.…
“How long have you been seeing him?” Again. My head reminded my battered heart to add again, but I could not muster the effort. “A month or so.” Ama didn’t look…
He did it first. He was first unfaithful. We’d been married just three months when he had his affair. It wasn’t a one-time thing. I don’t know if that would have…
She came through the swing door and his heart skidded to a stop, literally. He had to inhale to kick if off again. It was always this way, since the very…
He had many things on his mind. Too many that he could not even isolate and clarify even one of them. His mind swarm with them and his head ached with…
