“Have you told him yet?” Bailey asked her childhood friend Autumn. Autumn was just twenty-two years old and married just slightly over a year when she found out.Autumn reached in her purse and pulled out a scrunchie that she always carried with her. With both hands, she pulled her natural platinum blonde hair from off her back and shoulders and wrapped the scrunchie around it forming a ponytail that made her look sixteen...

It was so beautiful when she first saw it. The trees that surrounded it, and the many forms of life that took up its space. It was all she asked for and it was all hers. All hers. Something that she had worked for her whole life. She had been awaiting the finishing touches on the log cabin that she was having built there and then she would call it home. She was looking forward to it. It would just be her and her husband,...

What am I doing? I should be doing more with my life than just sitting here miserable. But no, here I sit at my desk, writing my thoughts in this book. Does it help? Some. Do I want it to help more? Sure. At least it is very relaxing to me. That’s a plus.Since you left, this is all I have been able to do. I guess it’s medicine to me. I never have been one to talk to anyone about my problems. I always bottled them up. Sitt...