Let’s invite them over for dinner, my guy says to me
Nodding at new neighbors we’d met only shortly
I hem I haw, what if they’re boring or worse talk nonstop
What if they hate spinach and despise chocolate? Continue reading
Author: roughwighting
Oscar’s Pollyanna
The good news is that we’re on a tropical winter vacation.
The bad news is that we’re stuck in a cavernous underground garage. Continue reading
Scoping for Love
Amy didn’t know how to tell him.
They’d been dating almost seven months. In September, at month two, she wondered if he was the one.
But something held Amy back. Continue reading
What Do You Know?
I know this, even though few believe me.
We live in different time warps. Continue reading
Do We Dare…?
We all heard the piercing ding at the same time.
Which is saying something, since over 20,000 of us – women of all sizes, shapes, colors, ages – were gathered at Boston’s Charles Street to begin the Women for Health 10K run.
Joanne elbowed me as we stood side-by-side waiting for the starting gun to go off. “Do you see what I see?” she asked, staring down at her phone. Continue reading
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