The New Accord

Vance

I stare out the floor-to-ceiling windows of my home office, watching fat snowflakes drift lazily to the ground outside. It’s been snowing on and off these past few days, but it’s not unwelcome.

In the wake of my decision with Stella to give our relationship another chance, we’ve hardly left the bedroom these past few days. Things have felt almost peaceful, for the first time in a long time.