Cool night air drifted through the open window, pleasantly chilling her warm, damp, freshly showered skin. She stepped into the bedroom, wrapping her towel tightly around herself as she walked between her bed and the bathroom wall to the open window. She stood before the window closing her eyes and breathing deeply of the clean
The blonde sitting over there at the desk – that’s Vanessa. She looks fabulous for her thirty-two years. Hourglass figure, curves in all the right places. Well turned out in her heeled ankle boots and tight black pants. There’s something about her that tells you she’s in charge here. Perhaps it’s the way she wears
She knocked on my door just as I was giving final instructions to the babysitter, a spectacular feat of timing when you consider she’d come all the way from Texas. I flung open the door and she swarmed over me in a hug. It’s really kind of like that, there’s very nearly a foot’s difference
University is complicated no matter the circumstances, but for Nick Kotsopoulous it was all that much harder. Leaving her family and all that she’d ever known, she traveled half way across the world for the chance of expanding her horizons by getting her doctorate in English from Yale University. The decision was a hard one
Jane had just signed the divorce papers. It was both sad and a relief at the same time. Her husband, now ex-husband had become increasingly manipulative, his emotion regulation skills seemed to be degenerating and every time he was angry or sad he blamed it on her, as if it was her job to shield