After that night, I didn't again profess my love for Gabe, but those words had their own resonance, filling silences like the sound of our breathing. Despite Gabe's warning that we should be realistic about the future of our relationship, he kept me close, either at his side or with calls and texts. As weeks passed, I realized I didn't need to give voice to my feelings, for he understood them well. I only wished I could b...

Chapter 29 Lorraine Stewart was seething inside. She refused to believe that her daughter, Aislyn, would attempt to take her own life. Having her son, McKinley, and his redheaded whore agreeing with the doctor only pissed her off more. However, when a couple of detectives from the New York Police Department arrived to question her, it pushed her right over the edge. Grace returned from the hospital cafeteria with coffee f...

From the notes of Dr. Kelsey Ransom, PsyD Bertie and Rachel have been making excellent progress in session. As of my seventh meeting with them, I’m finding that I am able to listen more and mediate less. Bertie has been conciliatory in giving Rachel room to speak, and Rachel has been more direct in speaking her mind. And as has been my experience in these cases, I am now being asked if they are ready to leave the program....

Chapter One: The Invitation Chloe slowly sipped on her mocha sweet coffee and sighed, watching as the brown of the coffee and the white of the cream danced around each other in the cup. It seemed just like Madison to set up a time to meet and then be late for her own meeting. Although, Chloe didn’t mind it all that much. She had nothing else better to do at the moment, and it allowed her to observe her surroundings, as sh...

The second biggest workout Maya’s facial muscles engaged in outside of her busy day of fucking came from the multitude of expressions she coursed through after the bombshell Tyrone just dropped. “Excuse me, moving out?” She sat up fully and scooted to the edge of the bed until her feet touched the floor. “Moving where?” “To my mom’s.” Tyrone zipped up a suitcase, then padded in Maya’s direction and sat next to her. “There...

“Charlie, you have visitors. Back up to the door and put your hands through the slit.” Charlie lay on the hard cot in her cell staring up at the ceiling, not moving. “Let’s go!” She slowly got up wondering who had come to visit her. She had been in prison waiting for her trial for almost three months now and the only visitors she had had was the FBI trying to pry information from her. She didn’t tell them a word. She knew...

It was Thanksgiving morning. The sun hadn’t risen yet and I couldn’t sleep. I was off from work for the next four days and had no plans. Many of my friends are married, with family, or traveling. I have no spouse, no children, and no siblings so this time of year can become very quiet. I’m not sad nor am I complaining. I have no regrets and plan on living life to the fullest. Truth be told, I look forward to the solitude....