• She looked over at him, laughing. He was rolling his eyes as he switched lanes, but she could see that he was smiling as they passed under a street light.

  • Scars, sure. There were scars. There were plenty of scars.

  • Bridget Grace commented on the post, lake 6 days, 11 hours ago

    She folded her knees to her chest and stared out onto the water. A lake was a fascinating body of water. Because there was in fact a limit to it. There was an end to the expanse. Even if you can’t see it.

  • Bridget Grace commented on the post, seaside 1 week ago

    She took a deep breath in, and when the seawater smell hit her lungs, she almost cried. She had missed this place. She craved it in her skin, in between her toes and fingers, in the spaces between her ribs. It was something dear and precious to her.

  • Bridget Grace commented on the post, invest 1 week, 2 days ago

    She took some time, sat down, rolled out all her options.
    Not really.
    She jumped in head first.
    She always does.
    She didn’t really think it through. Did she ever?
    But she knew it was the right thing to do. Somewhere in her gut she never needed to.

  • Bridget Grace commented on the post, similar 1 week, 5 days ago

    She stared at the name. It wasn’t possible. She blinked, trying to piece together some long forgotten puzzle. But there it was. Two letters in difference.

  • Bridget Grace commented on the post, birth 1 week, 6 days ago

    She looked down at the small crying thing in her arms and her ears stopped working. She was crying. The baby was crying. Roy was crying. She couldn’t hear any of it. Just a sucking vacuum of silence.

  • Bridget Grace commented on the post, sway 2 weeks, 1 day ago

    She felt his hand move up her back, his feet move slight apart. They stood like that for a while, swaying slightly, happy to be there.

  • Bridget Grace commented on the post, jumping 2 weeks, 2 days ago

    She felt the life inside her quiver like a small insect. She closed her eyes and tried to ignore it.

  • She looked to the heavens, waiting for a sign. Something. Anything. She just wanted to be told she was doing well. But, of course, it doesn’t really work like that, does it? She blinked, bring the room back into focus.

  • Bridget Grace commented on the post, mustard 3 weeks, 6 days ago

    The smell of hot dogs and the sticky smell of the asphalt filled her nose as she walked up the steps. She was far too overdressed for the ballpark.

  • Bridget Grace commented on the post, startled 4 weeks, 1 day ago

    She jolted up. “What?” He rolled over, concerned. “Sorry, sorry, nothing, I’m fine.” “Hey.” “Sorry.”
    “Okay, it’s okay.” “Yeah, yeah, I’m fine.” “Okay.”

  • Bridget Grace commented on the post, lack 1 month ago

    The complete absence of stress was unfamiliar to her. She wasn’t used to sitting, with nothing to do. She looked over at him. He was dozing. Of course.

  • Bridget Grace commented on the post, artificial 1 month ago

    She tasted the fakey taste of the strawberry on her lips, wincing slightly at the memories it brought back. Summer. Sunscreen. Too many mojitos. Or not enough? Somewhere between.

  • Bridget Grace commented on the post, plates 1 month, 1 week ago

    She stacked the plates silently and took them into the kitchen, everyone laughing and talking, not noticing she left. She dropped them into the sink with a sigh, blinking up at the ceiling. “Hey.” Jack had followed her. As she turned to him, her shoulders dropped, as if she was giving up, giving into his presence.

  • Bridget Grace commented on the post, ferry 1 month, 1 week ago

    She pulled up just as the boat was pulling away. “Damnit.” She slammed the door of the car and ran to the dock, waving her arms madly. “Wait! Hold on!” They didn’t hear her. Or didn’t want to hear her.

  • The fume of the hairspray was overwhelming. She blinked it away.

  • Bridget Grace commented on the post, benefits 1 month, 1 week ago

    She looked down the long list. Yes, there were a lot of bullets on the “con” side. But the pro’s had eeked out. Was that enough? She swallowed. She already knew the answer. She wanted to do it. She really really wanted to do it.

  • Bridget Grace commented on the post, wedding 1 month, 1 week ago

    She could hear the organ in the background, so cliche for this kind of moment.

  • She sat there, her hands in her lap, her eyes down, the very vision of helplessness. “Don’t do this shit, Cam,” he scoffed, “I know this trick.” She looked up, a face of pleading, “What? I’m not doing anything.”
    “Cam, you are the strongest woman I know,” he ran his fingers through his hair, trying to smooth his thoughts down at the same time.