Wishful Thinking

After reading the novel, Rebecca, I’ve always imagined meeting a handsome widower like Maxim de Winter who would sweep me off my feet.  Then, I’d chide myself for having such foolish thoughts.  I gaze across the river at the Statue of Liberty.  I was 9 when my family and I came to America from Liberia. … Read More Wishful Thinking

The Precinct

“How’s Viola?” Franco Manetti asked his friend and partner of twelve years, Joe Martin, as he was getting ready to leave for the night. Joe stopped writing his report to look at him, his expression was one of exasperation.  “Why don’t you ask her out already?” he demanded.  “You’re always asking about her and she’s… Read More The Precinct