Marcy and I stand frozen, not knowing what to do. Even though I may not feel her emotions, I know Marcy feels afraid. She gets closer to me and I feel her heat as her hand in mine is sweating profusely out of nervousness. I turn to her and smile. Her eyes...

It’s a regular day. Another day going to work. I wake up at 5:30 am, make coffee, get dressed, sip coffee, and then head out the door by six as I grab a bite on my breakfast bar. Regular. The only thing I like about my day is when I get to the train into...