“Wait. Don’t turn it off!” Jack had come up beside her. “Now that it’s running, we better try to get it to the dealership. You may need a new fuel pump if it just craps out like that. So, I’d like to look at it tomorrow. Just don’t turn it off until we get over there.”Sarah slowly nodded. “Okay. Th
He took a coffee mug out of the cabinet and filled it with the remaining coffee.Behind him, Sarah was noisily putting the silverware into the dishwasher.Joe stirred sugar into his coffee and then turned around, leaning against the counter.“So, Jack got your car fixed then?”he asked as he rose th
~~~Joe returned to the house forty minutes later on his bike.Sarah was in the living room, talking to Mom on the phone about where and when to meet tonight for the music/comedy show. From the hallway he heard her inquire if Aunt Tess still had the extra ticket and, if so, it would be okay to bring
"Morning, my love," Liz chirped, entering the kitchen. Joe looked up from the newspaper he'd laid out on the table and placed his coffee mug down. He maintained a stoic expression while observing her traverse the kitchen, her lengthy blonde locks still moist from her shower, her pink silk kimono ca
Since that moment, he had been diligent in minimizing his contact and interactions with her. Despite her attempts to sweet-talk and reconcile, he had consistently kept her at arm's length. At his workplace, he meticulously handled pending tasks, rescheduled his flight to Amsterdam, and engaged in a
D woke from her slumber to the sound of the neighbor's small dog yapping outside her window. Still groggy, she reached for the alarm clock on her bedside table. It was already ten o'clock? She rarely slept past nine on weekends, but last night she had stayed up watching TV until well past midnight,
In the subsequent folder, a treasure trove of Christmas memories awaited: Jack playfully offering Sarah a Christmas cookie, Sun and Anja donning Santa hats, and a festive mulled wine gathering at the dorm. Following these cheerful moments were snapshots of her family celebrating around the Christmas
Sarah pushed the shopping cart into the aisle with the noodles. It was eleven-thirty and the store was crowded. Sarah growled to herself, annoyed that she hadn’t gotten to the store earlier. She had planned to, but then Mom had called from Spain where she was traveling with Aunt Tess, and they had t