What’s in a name? Mine is simple, one syllable, “Ralph”. It supposedly means wolf or hero.
What gets lost in the pile of junk mail and email we all receive? Did you know that some people read through all the junk? I haven’t got time for it.
The pile. It sits on Jake’s credenza containing all the documents and files that he’s promised Cynthia he’d review and be decisive.
“It’s perfect, Nate! I love it. Can we buy it, can we buy it, can we buy it?” Not the kind of outburst Nate wanted to hear while standing with the real estate agent.
Damien comes from a troubled family. Issues cascade from one generation to the next, like a series of waterfalls…