One Month Later
It’s been one month. One month—with enough snow to make anybody suicidal— and somehow I’m still waking up every morning, putting one foot in front of…
His Dream, Not Mine
I neglected to mention what happened when I called TWD last week to arrange the handoff. “Do you have a couple minutes?” I asked. “I was…
The Rain Test
Eventually, I’m going to have to stop posting about TWD. After all, no one is going to date a girl who blogs about her ex-boyfriend every…
The Truth, The Whole Truth
Today makes two weeks. My brother called to see how I was doing yesterday and, after a few minutes, finally ventured “Is it too soon to…
Slightly Less Trouble, Part 3
“I don’t believe in signs,” I found myself saying to TWD several house later as I sat in my car in the parking lot at Bryn…
Kat Echevarría Richter 