Midway Through My Vasectomy, the Surgeon Said One Sentence That Told Me Something Was Very Wrong. – The Archivist

them. That’s the real punishment. We’re happy, and they’re forgotten.”

Liam leaned down and kissed me. It tasted of coffee and victory.

“To being happy,” he whispered against my lips.

I picked up the ashtray and walked to the balcony’s edge. With a flick of my wrist, I tossed the ashes into the wind. They swirled briefly, a gray smudge against brilliant continue reading …