“We’re not asking you to change who you are,” she said. “Just to consider what love could be.”
Carol didn’t flinch. “We’re inviting you to share something real.” The night spiraled into strange territory. Tension flickered like static electricity. Bob turned up the record player — soft bossa nova — and dimmed the lights. And then, surprisingly, nobody ran. Nobody shouted. They just… sat. Four adults marinating in curiosity, fear, and something bordering … Read more