When I woke, Arlo wasn’t by my side like I thought he would be.
I looked at his side of the bed to see it smooth as if he hadn’t been there the night before.
For a brief second, I thought I had dreamed his warmth, his soft caress against my face,...
When I woke, Arlo wasn’t by my side like I thought he would be.
I looked at his side of the bed to see it smooth as if he hadn’t been there the night before.
For a brief second, I thought I had dreamed his warmth, his soft caress against my face,...