The story was a sleeping girl
in a narrow bed
Dark hair thick and wild and twisted
like seaweed across the pillow...
Bella's Lullaby

“For some reason, my temper was hardwired to my tear ducts. I usually cried when…”

“Of course I remember. I traded a lifetime of servitude for a box of conversatio…”

“I didn’t realize I was crying until it was time to say the blinding words. ‘I d…”

“Instead of being the A/V dweeb about to ask the head cheerleader to the prom, I…”