It was three o’clock, and I sat at the dining room table in the dark, cupping a mug of warm coffee. I peered out the large, tinted bay window. I pondered life and where I should be on my journey today. It had taken me thirty years to realize I’m not over the past. I don’t think I’ll ever be. Sarah and I dated throughout high school. I’d fallen hard for her long, auburn hair and deep blue eyes. Sarah’s sense of humor had me snickering at humorless nonsense. Life took us separate ways, however, and my regret at not pursuing her still haunted me. I’d been married and divorced twice. If only I’d savored the salt on her lips longer, maybe Sarah wouldn’t have been only a memory. (Sample.)

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