How two people, strangers, come to meet at a specific time and place.

It takes eons in the making to get to that single moment.

There is this poem…

‘We have an answer, and it isn’t the one we had hoped for,” the doctor looked at us with a professional demeanor.

In his cramped office, he had moved his chair around to the other side of his desk, so he could sit close to Ana and me. …

I was a software engineer with an MBA in finance. I worked at a well-paying banking job near the southern coast of Ohio, a relatively low-cost state. My apartment, food, and rental car costs were covered by the bank I worked for. I worked hard and was paid well, but…

When I was young, I couldn’t wait to grow up.

My family was not poor, and we always had enough to eat, but I had dreams of a better life.

There were many things I longed for. Things that people on TV had, heck even a better TV than the…

I know.

Someone says something awful to you and you just stand there, powerless and hurt.

Then, later that day or the next it comes to you: the just-right poison cocktail of words you should have said to deliver the perfect knock-out verbal punch.

Except that if someone says something…

Mona and Mary lived on the second floor of a former fire station in Fremont, probably a couple of miles away from my apartment, on a block-long street wedged between two main drags that represented, in near-Dickensian fashion, the city’s socioeconomic cleft. In one direction was a chaotic plaza —…

Very early Friday morning, long before dawn, Amber was back at her desk. The girls were sleeping, she hoped. Her routine was to call the city hospitals and emergency rooms searching for someone not yet identified, to see if a voice might pick up the line instead of the automated…

When her husband of five years punched her in the face for the first time, she was shaken enough but called 911. Weeks later, he hit her in the head against the side of a table, she called again. …

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Life is represented by two distinct sets of people: The people who live it and the people who observe them. These are their stories.

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