My Dad Told Me To Pack My Things And Beg On The Streets On Thanksgiving Night

logic, a progression from tentative to enthusiastic that I found, honestly, more interesting than upsetting.

Mark first: Hey Em. Hope you got home okay. Sorry about last night, things got heated. Call me when you get a chance?

Then Sarah: Emily, I heard some news this morning, I’m not sure what’s true but I wanted to say I’m thinking of you and I hope continue reading …