Rediscovered love Stories

Things were tense when we got home, less between my wife and me than between Travis and his mom. The two of them went out a few days later for a very, very long dinner. When they got home, both had been crying, but the tension had largely gone. Later that night, in bed, Allison curled up close to me and whispered. “Thank you so much, Luke. God, thank you. You’re such a good dad, and you’re a damned better husband than I d...

Bathed in the golden light of the early evening sunlight she sat gazing out of the open window onto the street below. The wheels of the hundreds of bicycles and rickshaws of tired workers hurrying to their homes stirred up the dust to settle on the brightly coloured saris of the women making their last-minute purchases of vegetables from one of the many barrows by the roadside and the white shirts of the men buying their...