It’s a bittersweet thrill reminiscent of a handless bike ride . Affection is an indescribable bliss like a warm and downy coverlet. Chameleon-like in its ever changing form. It is an elderly couple ...

And the pain kept coursing through me. Like an artery severed, it hemorrhaged from my body like a river of blood. But only I could see the carnage. Everyone else was blissfully oblivious to my ragin...