Three days later, Geoff drove Emily to the airport in Dublin to catch a flight back to New Jersey. Sweet with the nectar of new love and grasping one of Geoff’s tweed caps, which he had taken off and given to her in a parting gesture, Emily gave him a tearful hug and promised to keep in touch.
Read MoreScars in small silver lines ran across Jack’s hairless chest. Jack wondered how long it would take before his secret was as open as his shirt.
Read MoreFive good things. Go.
Read MoreGracefully winding her way among her guests, Laura dished out hugs and kisses-on-the-cheek to diplomats and rebels, aid workers and opposition leaders, macho journalists and the young women of the moment some had brought along.
Read MoreIt’s dark when I unlock the door, flip switches, get the coffee
brewing.
“I’ve lost my way. It was so clear back then, I knew what I wanted, but I was unsure of myself…”
Read MoreThe dream was a warning to me. With so many talents I could easily become a dilettante, spreading myself thin.
Read More“But you know, ever since my wife left I've been in a kind of sexual limbo…
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