The fluorescent lights of the hospital parking garage have a way of making everything look sick. At 10:45 PM, they cast long, watery…
The air in the Iron Demons clubhouse was thick with smoke, cheap whiskey, and the low, guttural rumble of twenty-three hardened men. The…
After my husband’s funeral, I attended my sister’s son’s first birthday party. There, she declared, “My son is your husband’s child. As his…
The Line in the Sand “Honey, your mom changed her account password! I can’t even buy a closet!” The scream burst through my…
In the middle of Atlanta’s terminal, the knife-cold line—“I don’t care who your father is”—had barely rung out when the phone on speaker…
The Star Who Said No In professional sports, the phrase “Follow the money” is an iron-clad maxim. It is the language of agents,…
The courtroom was silent except for the hum of the fluorescent lights. Maria Torres stood at the defendant’s table, her trembling hands clutching…
“Who is this sexiest man in Roman?? IT’S ME!!” In a sun-drenched Rome office, Andrea Mancini was the undisputed king of arrogance. Clad…
Every holiday, for as long as I can remember, has started with the same knot in my stomach. It’s not the good kind,…
—Who are you? My eyes were dreamy after a passionate night. —From today, you’re my wife, legally, signed and sealed. His voice was…