It hits me like a ton of bricks. We are driving to where my best friend grew up, in upstate New York. The drive is easy, there's never...

A girl I used to know had a baby last week. A beautiful baby girl, with a head full of black hair. I know because my mom showed me...

The red truck comes slowly up the dirt road, under hickory trees and a half built house, the sun gleaming down on it. The kids are in the...