Pain has a way of bringing the truth to light. I learned that when I awoke from the darkness and

I swear, I wasn’t even trying to eavesdrop. I was just minding my business in seat 18B, flipping through my

I unfolded the note, hands slightly trembling. Jake’s handwriting was the same—sharp, a little rushed, like he had a million

From gasping. There, tucked under the corner of Stephen’s workbench, was a box, a dusty cardboard container that had been

Dinner was perfect. He was charming, opened doors, and pulled out my chair. When the check came, I reached for

When I picked up my son, Levi, from school last Thursday, he climbed into the backseat without saying a word.

I swallowed hard, my brain still foggy from sleep. “Yes,” I said cautiously. “I walked her home from the cemetery.