Illustration by Jaimee Lee Haddad
I left you on my desk, with a stack of papers and an empty coffee cup, on that quiet morning of Sept. 23. The house was still — save for the clucking of the chickens and ducks in the yard. The cats were sprawled in their usual spots, basking in the...
I left you on my desk, with a stack of papers and an empty coffee cup, on that quiet morning of Sept. 23. The house was still — save for the clucking of the chickens and ducks in the yard. The cats were sprawled in their usual spots, basking in the...