a low, persistent pain. Ethan came in hours later, long after midnight. He didn't say a word to me. He just went into the bedroom and clos

o keep it down?" he snapped when I had a coughing fit. "I'm trying to work." He was on the phone constantly, his voice animated and excited when he talked to h

heard him mutter in his sleep. It was a single word, a name whispered into the darkness. "Scarlett." It was a soft, thoughtless sound, b

ice cleared, becoming tender. "Yeah, I miss you too." A long pause. "No, she's... she's just being difficult. A little sick, I think. It's terrible timing. Don't worry about her. I

ap diner over burnt coffee. I thought about all the birthdays I worked through to pay our rent, all the scripts I typed until my fingers were numb.