Two nights later, Frank was gearing up to ask the question again. I’m honestly surprised he had let it lie as long as he had.

The door slams shut so hard it rattles our pictures on the wall. If only I had kept my mouth shut...

Hell found me. It wasn't in the dead of night like you might expect or on a dark and stormy day.

The wings were what drew her most, the idea that maybe one day she too could spread her arms and flap away, carried by a strong wind wherever it willed.