Mara had agreed because it seemed like the thing to do. She and Eric were, after all, in their second year of marriage. She was twenty-seven, and now that she was finally comfortable in her work as a paralegal, starting a family seemed like the natural next step.Read More
“So, did you give up meat when you gave up men?” He pointed at her chest.
The man was in his fifties, bald, holding a cup of coffee that had overflowed. He lifted an eyebrow in question as he licked his fingers of spilled cream. He did not seem to notice the stain he’d created on his starched, white shirt.Read More