The girl gingerly picked up the two lighters and examined them. “Don’t you feel it?” he kidded her. “The histrocity?” She said, “What is histrocity?” “When a thing has history...
As I sat in the stands of Notre Dame Stadium on September 16, my heart slowly sank into my stomach over the course of the afternoon. My Fighting Irish were...
Are you tired of your relationship? Is there no joy in your joie de vivre, no spring in your step, no rocket in your pocket? Sure, you could tell your...
Malie trundled down to the waiting area for Flight 163 to San Diego. There were no attendants at the boarding gate yet, so she picked a seat by the huge...
I graduated Yale this past May, and I am feeling rather wistful as a result. I have taken leave of friends from around the country, and abandoned my humble position...