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Madison got off the bus and went to the neighbor’s, forgetting I’d taken the day off. She’ll ask what a bug on a tree ten feet away..

Of course, as soon as I punched in the next day Manny sought me out for interrogation. “There you are! How did everything go? Did Jay move in? ..

Mariah barked a few times when Jay’s car pulled up. “Mariah, shh,” I urged, and she actually seemed to understand. “She was b..

I called Sara that weekend and she was happy to come over for dinner, though her fiancée Brian was in fact out of town for the rest of the mon..

It kept feeling right all evening long. I stood over the stove, pan-frying the potatoes Jay had sliced for me. The man’s good with a knife, I t..

It was time to pull dinner out of the oven. I had made my mother’s marinade and left the tenderized lamb chops sitting in it for two days. I ke..

It didn’t take long for Beth to get going, probably because the rest of us were well into a second glass of wine. After we all swapped some fun..

“That sounds more like two questions.” I smiled to cover my unease. I didn’t want to tell Jay about Earl, but I couldn’t lie ..

I felt foolish the moment I shut my alarm off the next morning. My first thought of the day was that I’d exposed myself to Jay, while he merely..

After Madison had her afternoon snack, I told Jay there was something she wanted to ask him with a conspiratorial grin. “A question, for me?&rd..