Realignment, pt. 1

I have some really good memories from before. ***** I met Abby in the seventh grade. I don’t remember when exactly, but that was the year all the school zones got realigned, so we ended up at the same middle… Continue Reading

Home Free

“And where is home?” she giggled. The question hit like a ton of bricks, her weight against him suddenly oppressive. He pushed her away, the feeling rising in the back of his throat. Disgust. Her face fell, cloudy confusion. “Jake.… Continue Reading

Emma Gray: Part Eight

Another two weeks passed and I was blissfully unaware that my new life as girlfriend extraordinaire was skidding out of control. Looking back, the warning signs were obvious: the unreturned calls, the unexplained excuses, the parties, the fights (mostly about… Continue Reading