Vincent came from a wealthy family. His father was a real estate guru who also loved to collect ancient artifacts that were worth a lot of money on the black market.
His mother was one of the top surgeons in the country.
Despite having everything he needed, Vincent lived an upright life and he played his part in making the world a better, safer, and happy place.
Vincent was greatly loved by everyone in the small town where he lived. So when he died, the whole community was thrown into disarray.
“DAD’S INHERITANCE IS FOR MY WEDDING,” Sister Screamed From Behind. I Felt HANDS ON MY BACK, THEN FALLING. Fifteen Concrete Steps. My Head HIT Every Third One….
I was seventeen when the boy I loved stepped backward out of my life. There wasn’t a dramatic fight. No slammed doors. No promises thrown like knives….
For most of my career, the courtroom in Cedar Hollow, Pennsylvania had felt like a carefully measured space—polished wood, elevated bench, rules that held chaos at bay….
Moving into a new home is a process typically defined by the utilitarian: the packing of boxes, the scrubbing of baseboards, and the strategic placement of furniture….
As the door swings shut behind him, the murmur of the dining room fades, replaced by the dim, echoing corridor that leads to the back offices. Daniel…
Part 1 I showed up at Natalie’s house with a jar of cranberry preserves balanced in both hands like it was fragile enough to break my life…