Broad Daylight: The Cabin
Then, like turning the page of a fairytale, it’s there: the clearing—flanked on the south by a wall of forest and thorns—and the old cabin.
Broad Daylight
Stop Calling
—Please stop doing this. We talked about this before. So many times! I don’t want to lose everything we ever had because you can’t stop calling.
Not Me
—What do you mean, “This is not me”?
—I really don’t want to go.
—Then don’t.
—I have to.
You Manage
We deal with the day rung by rung or moment by moment no matter where we are. No matter who we are.
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