I don’t think I’ll ever fall in love again

Deb was standing at the chain link fence in the dirt where the grass won’t grow. We dodged our kids scootering in the alley behind our condos. “Do you want to know the hardest part about being divorced?” I wasn’t certain I wanted to know. I had been separated a couple of months and the wounds were oozing and gaping. I could not handle any … Continue reading I don’t think I’ll ever fall in love again