“You don’t have to come,” Julia said for the third time as they sat in the waiting room of her […]

Cailyn had gone all out. Julia’s apartment was transformed into a sophisticated baby shower that somehow managed to be both

Knox spent the afternoon pacing his apartment, rehearsing what he’d say. Julia, I need to tell you something. Four years

Knox arrived at the restaurant ten minutes early and immediately regretted it. The place was the kind of establishment where

The call came on a Tuesday morning while Knox was teaching his community college art class. Julia’s name flashed on

Knox was assembling the crib—a task that should have required an engineering degree—when Julia’s phone rang. “It’s my father,” she

“I need your help with something,” Julia said over breakfast at Knox’s apartment three weeks later. “And you can totally

Knox arrived at Julia’s apartment at seven with a bottle of sparkling cider and a bouquet of flowers from the

Knox woke to sunlight streaming through unfamiliar windows and the smell of coffee. For a disoriented moment, he couldn’t remember

Their “same time next week” turned into three more studio visits, two coffee dates, and one impromptu lunch when Julia