by Jason Grant The entire king-sized bed is mine now, but I can’t seem to move from the left side to the right because on the nights you were here—laying there—if I dared move from my side to yours in the middle of the night it was like I-was-crossing-some-boundary you-needed…
by Katherine Hubbard The wife lets me come here on Friday nights. The other nights are too fraught, what with the little ones and getting them in the bath and bed and stories read. And the wife, she’s a great one for sitting with a glass of wine after the…
