I told Roshonda. We were sitting at the bar at Finnegan’s, across the street from Rainbow Cake. It was the start of Friday night happy hour. It was also the end of my long, long day, but Roshonda was just getting going. She actually had a date afterward. Lucky her. Ben had...
I was filing for divorce from Luke. It was May 15, exactly six months since I had closed on Gran’s house and officially established residency in Ohio. My appointment with my attorney was later that morning. I sprang out of bed, dressed quickly, and ...