“Wake up,” he says, he whispers, and he gently nudges her, moving some hair from her face. As usual, she appears untouched, unaffected by the ravages of deep slumber, though she would surely tell you a different story. Her head moves a little and she groans. Not yet. She buries her face in the pillow. […]
Them – A Love Story {1}
She’s tall. Sturdy gait, steadfast, sure. Clogs, maybe. But usually little pointy, gray flats for the office, or a nice pair of hikers for outside. She wears the same jeans she wore as a senior in high school. She slips them on without a groan. Her hair shines—clean. He likes the way it hangs out […]