It was like squashing a cockroach, they said.

It’s awfully dark at 3 a.m., but there you were, wide awake.

The invitation said “black tie only,” and you know what that means.

“Dear loved ones...”

Dad used to pride himself on being handy.

The storm’s a-coming.

That little face holds so much expectation.

You’ve been best friends for ages — forever. Long enough to know your buddy like you know yourself, long enough to trust and be trusted.

Turn it up.

Stand by your man.

Your last regular paycheck has come and gone.

Save the Earth!

Great-Grandpa would think you were crazy.

Getting old ain’t for sissies.

You know what you did two summers ago.

There was a lot of fire on your last birthday cake.

Your tickets have been purchased.

Your tickets have been purchased.

Dust to dust.

“Tell me a story!”