Not Quite Right

Always trust your intuition. That was the lesson Erica learned. She knew from the first moment she laid her eyes on Frank and felt the pit of her stomach plummet that something was wrong. She always knew something was not quite right. Her mouth suddenly dry, Erica set her morning paper down on the kitchen … Continue reading Not Quite Right

Dear Diary…

I'm not the type of girl to keep journals or anything like that, but I have no one to talk to and so much is on my mind. Lately I’ve been thinking a lot about the past and what should have been. I know it's pointless to backpedal and try to relive what can't be … Continue reading Dear Diary…