He would never think to count the weeks. With each contraction she squeezes his hand and prays that it will be born the right color.
The earthquake threw and trapped them face to face under beams for two days, where they studied each other’s eyes and lips for a lifetime.
She tallied his receipts and saw a pattern emerge. A few calls later she wished she’d hired an accountant; ignorance was preferable to this.
Sue went to the Chlamydia Basic Science talk to present on CD8 Effectors T cells, so she was justifiably confused to come home with herpes.
She found a photo of Max and another woman, dated a year after they were wed. She tossed his stuff on the lawn. Spring cleaning was good.
The rope marks on her skin were like smoke, barely seen across the breakfast table. His breath quickened with the memory of her submission.