Possibilities

Possibilities

Waking up that morning I tip-toed downstairs so as not to awaken my daughters. Something was different. Something was changed. What could it be? I turned the coffee maker on, fed my begging  lab and let him outside. Still thinking. Aware. Something was different....

House Arrest?

Her words caused my breathing to stop. For a moment. How could it possibly be? “You are under house arrest. You must stay inside and talk to no one,” My thoughts raced in a million different directions. What had I done? Here I was thousands of miles from...