—and now, the conclusion   Jeremy had skipped Tulsa Winds rehearsal and had come home hours earlier than anticipated, surprising us all.  After he stepped over Bowie in the front hallway he found Aurora holding court in his favourite chair by the fire, calmly sipping a glass of his best wine.   Scorn was etched Read more

“Well don’t just stand there,” Aurora chastised, clearly reveling in my mental breakdown trying to process her appearance on my doorstep.  This is clearly a terrible Covid side effect.  Delusion.  Hallucination.  I need to see my doctor.  Or my therapist.  Or get my anxiety meds adjusted.  Possibly all three.   I’d sunk to my knees Read more