Three Cups of Morning Coffee at the Oakhaven Diner Changed Everything

I really had left my glasses on the bookshelf, or if she had placed them there herself.

The doubt was a physical weight, heavier than the headache that still lingered behind my temples.

At six, I walked out to the driveway to get the mail, my legs feeling strangely leaden under me.

The gravel crunched beneath my shoes as I approached continue reading …