I miss my best friend
One of my fears is starting to creep on me: losing my best friend. I truly hope and pray you are in good hands and happy — and that I was just crazy to have even imagined otherwise.
Getting away with it
I was driving home my friend at almost midnight when a taxi from the right lane swerved in front of me to make a left turn. As I instinctively pressed the brakes, I noticed that a motorcycle driver was speeding on the left lane and would most likely hit the swerving taxi. I held my…