The Dream
Stepping into the shower, I find my mind returning to our conversation. I long for the touch that you promise..
DevamFebruary fourteenth, nineteen hundred and eighty three. That day marks the wedding day of my wife Jill and I. It
DevamThere was a terrifying silence from the engines. The deafening, comforting roar was suddenly missing, replaced by a whistling wind
Devam“Congratulations, ladies. You’ve all proven yourselves quite devoted to the sorority. There’s only one challenge left before you can join
DevamForbes magazine lists my wife as tenth wealthiest female in the United States. Not bad for being under thirty. I
DevamEvery word of this story is true… I am Kara and as time allows, I’ll write about the rest of
DevamWe meet in the lobby of the hotel- I’m wearing dark jeans, nice boots, a collared shirt and a leather
Devam“Good Muslim girls aren’t supposed to mess around with Christian guys, especially the ones who are teaching them,” Nabila Osman’s
DevamIt was a Saturday morning, and the sky half-glimpsed through the window of his hotel room held the clarity of
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