Monthly Archives: September 2008

Coming Home, part three

I slept fitfully that night. Wrapped up in my lover’s arms with my head tucked under his chin and his heartbeat against my ear, I dreamt I was walking down the darkened corridors of Sacred Heart (a school I attended for … Continue reading

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Coming Home, part Two

 First off, let’s derail for a moment and everyone calm down. Trent is not a crazy stalker, really. He is a good man, he is not a danger to me. In hindsight, he felt he had a reason to be … Continue reading

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Coming Home

 I came home last week from an impromtu and quickly arranged rendevous with a past and, it seems, current lover. to find the man I was supposed to marry in my house. In my room. On my computer, reading my … Continue reading

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