Sam was late for some Tinder match she’d only agreed to meet with as a last ditch effort to get her well-meaning friends to leave her alone. The problem was, Marshmallow, her overstimulated puppy she’d failed to walk that morning, yapped and bolted out the front door. She really should have attended those obedience classes. Still holding the leash, she chased the puppy down the street and into the local park, where he clearly thought she was playing tag. He’d…
Kelly spotted Rose sitting alone, half-hidden by ghostly shadows. The elderly woman’s thin legs crossed, one foot tapping in rhythm with the beat of the pop song the kids were singing. This was the first block party Rose had attended since Patrick’s death, and Kelly suspected it was difficult for her. Whispering something to her husband, John, she grabbed a bottle of water and hurried towards her neighbor. Her smile looked forced as Rose accepted the drink, blotting its exterior…