You meet all kinds of people in New York City, especially in Union Square. Some come for food trucks, others for protests, and some—like us—for a little open-air conversation about spirituality. It was 2018, and a group of us had gathered on the stone steps to talk about meditation, prayer, and belief systems. Nothing heavy—just …
Justice
Some people have a talent for leaving others hanging. They disappear without warning, without apology, like they’ve got the whole world on standby, waiting for them to stroll back whenever they feel like it. Like Brittany. She’s mastered that art. She always knew how to keep people on the hook, and if they got hurt …
There are two kinds of fall breaks: the kind where you go out, have fun, and come back with sunburns—and the kind where you stay trapped at home, drowning in boredom and bad decisions. Guess which one I got? See, I didn’t just get grounded—no, that would’ve been too easy. After a tiny misunderstanding at …
Here’s the thing about my little brother Wesley—he’s mastered the art of getting what he wants. Seven years old, all smiles and charm, with a wild mop of hair that makes grown-ups call him “adorable.” And Wesley? He’s smart enough to know it. Especially after the day he stumbled on a trick that changed everything: …
I wasn’t the kind of guy who attracted trouble. If you’d asked anyone—friends, coworkers, even my ex—they’d all say the same thing. Roger? Solid. Boring, maybe. Predictable, definitely. Accountant through and through. The kind of guy who clips coupons and files taxes early. But, my life was about to take a turn I never expected. …
I’ve spent most of my life cleaning up Cody’s messes. That’s what older brothers do—or at least, that’s what I tell myself every time I’m dragged into another one of his disasters. Every Vegas trip we take is supposed to be business—a chance to check on hotel clients and make sure their pool supply orders …
There are things in life you can control, and others you can’t. Your wife deciding she’s “done” with you because she wants “more,” falls into the “others category. Laura always wanted more—more vacations, more clothes, better stuff. And she apparently found someone she thought could keep up with her tastes: Trevor King, a real estate …
The thing about traveling as much as I do is, you get used to the little things going wrong. A wrong turn here, a delayed check-in there—it comes with the territory. Usually, one call to customer service clears it all up, no big deal. That’s what I thought this time. Just a quick call to …
There’s always that one guy. You know what I mean. He’s loud, drinks too much, and gets in your face if you so much as breathe in his direction. And, he’s always there. At Rich’s bar, that guy was Mitch. And thanks to some ridiculous house rules, it was my job to put up with …
It was the kind of slow day at Walmart where you catch yourself wondering if time has stopped. I was stuck in the electronics department, killing time by rearranging the video games. It was a dull routine—line them up, alphabetize, realize nobody cares, and start over again. I wasn’t expecting anything exciting to happen. Then, …