THERE’S A NEW MAN IN MY LIFE

His name is Bob. It’s still new, but I can really see it going somewhere. He’s totally into me, inviting me over to his patio after my husband leaves for work. I hope the other neighbors don’t get the wrong idea. But they probably aren’t too worried. He’s 80. I knew...
MY SUPERMAN

MY SUPERMAN

My father does not have a red cape in his closet. I’m certain because I looked once, when I was five. “There has to be one in here somewhere,” I told my friend. “My dad is the REAL Superman. He’s always there at the perfect time, and he makes everything better. He can...