The rich smell of turkey, ham, and other delicious delights wafting through the condo nudged Stan awake. Carol would have been up at the crack of dawn—literally—because their annual holiday dinner was her favorite meal of the year to prepare.
Phylicia, Manuel, and Portia walked out of the stadium arm in arm after graduation practice. “Our last time together,” Phylicia sighed. “Our parents all arrive tomorrow. As soon as graduation’s over, we take off to different parts of the country.
Taking Linzey by the hand, Matt led her into the shower. When he turned the faucet, hot water shot out from every direction. It was the most luxurious shower she’d ever been in. The handsome lifeguard gazed at her adoringly.