I slid into the high-backed vinyl chair across from Mitchell’s desk, grateful to be wearing black. The dark fabric masked the stickiness—part nervous perspiration, part fortitude—that was seeping from my pores. Arguably my entire life had been moving toward this...
My husband Brad and I were sitting in one of our favorite pizza places one mid-October evening when I wasn’t in North Carolina, Norfolk, or holed away with a giant mug of coffee and a bowl of popcorn tapping out a school term paper. I’d just started my second year in...
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