I’m not referring to the song title.
I’m not stuttering.
I’m not cold.
The slightly chattering teeth would be the chill of anticipation and, if I’m being honest, just a touch of nerves about a rather monumental decision I’ve made.
At the end of January 2013 I shifted my...
In January 2001, something terrible happened in my neighborhood. I can guarantee you heard about it. A 33-year-old woman, just coming back to her apartment with groceries, was brutally – and fatally – mauled by her neighbor’s two dogs.
I never met Diane Whipple, but what...
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