As I lay on the floor next to my boyfriend getting ready for to play another round of Dance Central on our Xbox, I thought to myself , Something is wrong with you. You are too happy.
Less than 72 hrs before, I had a miscarriage.
I lost the baby we… READ MORE »
“You must think he’s better looking than me,” Brian said, motioning to our waiter.
Brian started most conversations this way. I shifted my gaze and looked intently at my menu, pretending to study it, just to avoid continuing this conversation — a conversation I was no longer interested in having.
Brian… READ MORE »