For almost as long as I could remember, my parents had been fighting over children. Mum had always wanted more, but Dad was happy with just me. Mum wasn’t.
Tragedy brings us together and the ties that bind are wrapped as tight as the ribbons on her pointe shoes.I’ll make a deal with the pretty ballerina to quench my immorality.My tiny little dancer will …
Ten years ago, I lost the boy of my teenage obsession. My step brother was sent to prison and our late night talks turned into limited phone calls with inmates eavesdropping on every word. Now he’s out …
It's Christmas and I'm back home—well at least what's left of it. With my mom leaving my dad to be with another man, I decided to cancel all my holiday plans and help my dad pick up the pieces ag…
