Feeling like a w***e with my hair down and loose in public didn't stop me from wearing it that way each and every weekend, all weekend.
I felt no shame at feeling like a w***e. I felt empowered.
I would take time later, probably tomorrow morning, to brush it. That was such a huge job.
I heard my buzzer ring twice. The food had arrived and would be at my door in a few minutes so I returned to Chris in the living room.
He stood in front of the fireplace, looking at the pictures I had on the mantle. The pictures were all family pictures, arranged chronologically left to right.
I had added two pictures recently. I had considered adding them to my display since moving into my condo three years ago when Chris got married, but had finally worked up the courage to actually do it.
Chris was l
