“You’ve always been in the way,” my sister whispered, shoving me out of the chopper while my husband watched, silent and complicit for the $5M payout. Everyone thought I was dead. But when I pushed open the church doors during my funeral service, my husband went pale. I locked eyes with him and said…

deficits, which he smoothly chalked up to transitional career costs and certification fees. Love makes a genius remarkably stupid.

The most glaring anomaly should have been Brent and Ashley’s immediate, intense chemistry. They shared inside jokes that excluded me. They finished each other’s thoughts. I often wandered into the kitchen to find them huddled continue reading …