My dad came home from work and sat on the black leather couch in the living room. He always sat in the same spot. He always looked tired. Every night went the same: first work, then couch until the ...  [+]

A door slam later, Hannah stood in the rain, her back to Isabel's house.   The rain felt heavier than it was, large plump droplets bouncing off the ground. They cooled her hot cheeks and dappled ...  [+]