IND. TEDDY ALTMAN
WRITTEN BY ANGIE

❝ –– perhaps it’s true that things can change in a day. and when they do, those few dozen hours, like the salvaged remains of a burned house—the charred clock, the singed photograph, the scorched furniture—must be resurrected from the ruins and examined. and suddenly, they become the bleached bones of a story.
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The Light || Jake and Teddy

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Jake pulled away from his wife when they both needed air and he smiled softly, “You haven’t failed in anything or anyone. We’ll get the baby checked out tomorrow, okay? For now, let’s go home and get some dinner, how does that sound? Maybe watch a movie too?”

“Sounds like a plan,” Teddy smiled shakily, unreality making her question anything and everything she said. After so long patiently waiting for Jake to come home, she feared that one wrong move might cause this fragile dream to unwind. This, for all the worry and anguish they’d both been through, was a favorite faded fantasy that she loathed to ever let go.

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    Jake laughed softly and shook his head, “It’s fine. I’m just glad to be home…” He found her car easily and once there,...






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