“Finally the bus comes. I get on first. I thread my way down the aisle and sit down beside another woman, feeling safer in company. I carefully focus my gaze out the window, away from the riders. I fear that any eye contact with him could be mistaken for an implicit ‘contract’ that something more is going to happen.”

So reads an excerpt from one of the 25 stories in my latest book, First Kiss and other True Fiction. … Continue reading →