Karl “Get that final draft to me today, Karl. We’re running out of time.” Sarah’s voice comes through the phone, a little sharper than usual. I don’t blame her, though. With the press conference to announce the election in just two days, we’re on a bit of a time crunch; and it’s partially my f

“I’m afraid,” I blurt out. “Plain and simple. Afraid of opening myself up, of potentially getting hurt again. Afraid that, even if he seems like he’s changed as of right now, that he hasn’t really changed all that much.” There’s a long silence as Elsie processes my words. Finally, when she answers

I take a deep breath. “Alright, it’s not a big deal. Let’s go.” We approach the door, which swings open after a few knocks. A short-statured, portly older man greets us from the doorway. He’s got a warm, albeit somewhat eccentric and toothy smile. “Welcome, welcome!” Dr. Armitage exclaims, holdi

Moments later, Karl bursts out of Dr. Armitage’s house, a look of concern etched into his features. He opens the driver’s side door and gets in. “What happened back there?” he asks. “Talk to me.” I turn to him, my vision blurred by tears. “This is ridiculous, Karl!” I exclaim, my voice shaky. “T

Abby With a soft sigh, I shut off the shower and step out into the steamy bathroom. I reach for my towel and get to work drying myself, feeling how the chilly air makes me shiver as the water sits on my skin. It’s the day of Karl’s press conference, and I only just woke up a little while ago. It