The Love Chronicles: On Being Wanted

I’m convinced my husband hates me. We talk about it late at night, me with my knees pulled into my chest, leaning against the pillows. He is there, sprawled across the foot of the bed on his stomach, his chin resting on his folded forearms. I use my hands when I talk, wide and sweeping, (...) The Love Chronicles: On Being Wanted ©Copyright 2011 Ashleigh Baker. All rights reserved.

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