“The only thing more unthinkable than leaving was staying; the only thing more impossible than staying was leaving.” ― Elizabeth Gilbert, Eat, Pray, Love Ah love, I’ve been looking for you. I thought I’d find you here. Open your weary eyes and look at me. This is the...
He called me Dogface. No, really. He did. It was a term of endearment, I promise. A long-standing joke that wound through the years, connecting my grandfather and I. “Get me some more tea,” he demanded one otherwise unremarkable summer day. “How do you ask?” I...
