Ryan closed the kitchen drawer a little harder than necessary. “You always leave things half done,” he muttered. Across the room, his wife, Lauren, stiffened.
Jason sat in his car outside the grocery store, gripping the steering wheel a little tighter than he needed to. He had only planned to
Marcus sat in his car longer than he needed to, engine off, keys still in his hand. He had just gotten home from work, but
Daniel stood in the kitchen scrolling through his phone while his wife, Melissa, rinsed dishes beside him. They moved around each other easily, like a