As I picked up my shirt from last night, I noticed a new stain. A dark—deep red horizontal mark across the back. With it flipped inside out, I could see a trail of spotted red marks dripping all the way to the bottom hem. Blood…
The perfect date
“Be safe out there,” I said without any detectable sarcasm—admittedly a peculiar way to sign off on a first date. But these last words, the last words I will probably ever speak to her, were appropriate considering the events leading up to that point…