Dave by Valentina Turner

“Listen Angie, ever since my son died, I was left broken. I lost the ability to feel anything like love. I became bitter about everything. I was toxic to people around me. My wife could not take it anymore so she left.”
Dave paused, and heaved a sigh while rubbing his face with his hands. Angie watched him with concern.
But that night, after we had been together, I felt alive, Angie. I felt new. I do not know what this is exactly, but we could take our time and find out if…”