Jill leaned on the dashboard as Noah pulled into the parking structure.
Dennis spread the checkered blanket out for their picnic. He scanned the river and the view of distant trees turning vivid fall…
“What’s wrong with me? Do I even exist?”
Ira Stanford told his assistant, “Seen it all.” He’d glanced at the fan letter for about five seconds. “A rubber stamp would…
Coleen eyed her parents’ house from the shade of the tree a few doors down. They hadn’t lived there long, but today she began planning her…