The alarm clock startles her. Every morning it’s the same thing. Caitlin sits up in her bed and says a silent prayer, asking for...
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I’m sitting on the beach about dozen feet from the water. Its low tide and the Gulf water lightly dances up to meet the sand before gliding back...
Read MoreYou see somebody every Tuesday for months. You create a history for her filled with triumphs. Add a few rough spots for texture, ones that you smooth over.
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