Multifarious and Nefarious Aren't Synonyms

I can't listen to the Joan Baez CD I found in my dad's car without crying.

When I see a silver Suzuki Vitara, I crane my neck to see if he's driving.

I put the earrings on that he gave me that Christmas before he died and I smile, knowing he'd be pleased that the first coherent thought of the morning was of him.

Dr. BB slams his fist on the table, faking anger, and I nearly jump out of my skin, expecting true anger.

Every day. I think about him. I have so much I want to say to him.

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She's still here, but I don't know what to say when I call.

I put on that bracelet every day, knowing you picked it out just for me.

She sent me a Valentine's Day package and included a note that talked about sex. I was simultaneously horrified and delighted.

Every day. I think about her. I have so much I want to say to her.