A white light cuts through the darkness and enrobes me. My heart tells me that the melody that plays is the song of angels. Am I dead? If I no longer have a body, how do I feel the physical comfort of lying in a tub of warm water with whirlpool jets massaging my muscles into bliss? No! I can’t ge...
Are you all right? What’s wrong?” Donovan sounds completely shocked by my phone call as I stand in my hole of a student apartment musing over how sad the situation is. My self-governed living gives renewed independence to my spirit. With that comes the resolution to get my best friend back—though...
Six months ago today I united with my soul mate, the one everyone would say is so wrong for me—if they knew the truth. We can’t help whom we fall in love with, and even if I could, I wouldn’t change a thing about my love for Donovan. Now I stand in a long line of students, a few steps away from b...
It’s so luscious we’re giggling as if intoxicated. Visions of using it in a mousse cake with a pistachio crème insert accompanied by a glass of wine swirl in my head. “Hmm…Moscato is perfect with the pear and mascarpone, but…given the pistachio this needs a strong red.” “Yeah,” Cindy agrees with ...