No buts," he said, "because there are none. You see yourself as someone who couldn't get away. I see the courageous woman who escaped. You see yourself as someone who should be ashamed or guilty because she let it happen. I see a kind, beautiful woman who should feel proud because she stopped it from happening ever again. Not many women have the strength to do what you did.

Relationships are the most important thing in life, and friends are a part of that.

As the warm air blew in the car, simple snapshots of the life they'd lived together surfaced in his mind; but as always, those images led inexorably to their final day together.

Does trust have to be earned. Or is it simply a matter of faith?

Tough toenails, tiger. What you want and what you get are usually two entirely different things.

It was easy to idealize someone you barely knew.

Who am I? And how, I wonder, will this story end?