The End Of Possibilities Preface
The End Of Possibilities, Or Was It? Preface She arrived to pick up the kids as he anxiously waited in the bedroom. As she walked in, he was cleaning up the room, putting away the children’s clothes and toys. She crossed the living room, as she seemed uneasy to be here, the house he now took up residence without her. She looked at the walls, all covered with their pictures. Her raven hair neatly pushed up into a ponytail, she adjusted the small halter-top she wore on hot days like this. Her...