Allison walked with her iced coffee up the street three blocks, then zigged and zagged until she stood in front of it.
The house she’d decided to buy. 363 more words
On an impulse, Kassandra rose from the lawn chair she’d been sitting on in Marilyn’s garden and made her way through the crowd. She intended to hug the bride and leave, unsettled by feelings of sadness and anticipated grief on what should be a happy occasion. 454 more words