December 14, 2019 In Over My Head If my mother knew where I was at this very instant, she would have me by the ear, dragging me back into our little apartment complex. But she was at work. Adam and I had parted ways, and I hurried back to the pier, as if I didn’t know any better. Except I did.
December 7, 2019 East of Eden Of all the places along the coast, the bridge to Stuart has always been my favorite drive. I used to press my face up to the glass as a young child, watch the boats coming into the harbor, and the families lined up at the docks ready to head out to the ocean for the day.
April 28, 2019 Reunion on Marbella Pier I was at my usual place. Sitting still on the edge of the pier, I dangled my legs into the water. My toes dipped into the cold saltwater. I opened my mouth and could taste the seawater on the brim of my lips.
