Why My Late Father Warned Me In A Dream About What I Was Wearing

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I poured their wine with steady hands, then raised my own glass.

“I want to make a toast,” I announced, loud enough that people inside the apartment could hear through the open door.

The party noise dimmed immediately. People drifted toward the balcony, sensing something important about to happen.

Derek’s eyes narrowed slightly.continue reading …