The Drive Home
Is today Wednesday or Thursday? God, the days all blur together. What’s left of whatever day it is glows red and orange in the review mirror. Up ahead, the sky is already an inky blackness, being...
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Is today Wednesday or Thursday? God, the days all blur together. What’s left of whatever day it is glows red and orange in the review mirror. Up ahead, the sky is already an inky blackness, being...
Have you ever woken up in the middle of the night to find the entire world unnervingly still and quiet? As a kid, nothing panicked me more than being awake at night, feeling utterly alone. None of...
“Why don’t you at least think about it?” It’s been three months, twelve days, and roughly four hours since she left. I hate myself for knowing that. And now Ben is insisting that I move into a...