Pets n Story

I was 24 when I worked as a flight attendant. I’ll never forget this one flight. A passenger started choking,

When I offered my stepdaughter Sophia my cherished heirloom wedding dress, she laughed in my face. Called it “old rags,”

People think little girls dream about weddings. I didn’t. I dreamed about my grandpa’s old pickup, the one with the

I only needed a few screws. It was supposed to be a quick stop at Lowe’s, in and out. But

I wasn’t trying to make a statement. It started as a dare, honestly. My friend Mason and I were talking

I hadn’t left this room in two months. The walls are this weird, beige color that makes everything feel like

My dad wasn’t supposed to be there. They said it’d be too much for him—the crowd, the noise, the stairs.

I wasn’t supposed to be on that plane. Not with them, anyway. My ex, Dariel, had custody for the week

I never planned to stay that long. I was only supposed to take my grandmother for a few medical check-ups.

On Lola’s fifth birthday, I was supposed to be at the spa, soaking in lavender-scented silence, sipping cucumber water, and