Second Breath

Second Breath

Yesterday, I woke up feeling the inside of my lip with my tongue. I had bitten the area while eating steak with my parents on Sunday, but yesterday, I realized that I actually have a cold sore there. I examined it in the mirror, determined there was nothing more I...
Witless Banter

Witless Banter

It’s just a regular Wednesday morning, and I’m hurriedly completing a few month end reports when my phone rings. It’s our CFO. Anytime I run into him, I know I’m in for a laugh. “So, here’s the deal, Char; my column had babies,” Phil tells me, apparently setting up a...