Bunmi Zalob, author’s Blog

Meeghan sat on her closet floor surrounded by designers labels. In college she’d always dreamed of being surrounded by high fashion. She’d hold her sketchbook to her chest and dream about a closet full of what she called “Italian lovers.”

Now as Meeghan surveyed the wreckage that…

The sound of the ringing phone cut through Lisa’s thoughts.

She dove for the receiver, not wanting Grace to wake up early from her nap. There are few things she feared; an overtired baby was one of them.

“Meeghan is getting a divorce,” the words tumbled out of Dawn’s…

Lisa opened her apartment door. There River stood. Her tear stained cheeks and desperate eyes were a far cry from the Amazonian Super Mom that had just stormed out of her work meeting.

“I quit.”

“Thank God.”

River fell into Lisa’s arms, surprising her friend who…

River was late. It’d been a long night of nursing baby Naomi. It turns out that teething is just as painful for mom as it is for child. Running on less than 3 hours of sleep she barely managed to get dressed. It wasn’t until she’d left that house that her mismatched flip flops, missing…

Soft blue and white swirly waves gently slipped up the beach’s shore and down again only barely touching Dawn’s toes. She sank into the warm sand.

A waiter wearing a white jacket and Hawaiian shorts appeared.

“Another piña colada,

Meeghan rapped her fingernails on the deck railing. The view was spectacular from her home. Green hills ran into the San Francisco Bay with the twinkling lights of the Golden Gate Bridge serving as their backdrop. She shivered against the cool night air but found the chill more tolerable than the…

Long after her friends had all said their hurried goodbyes, Dawn lingered. She sank into the wooden chair and sipped a smooth, hot, low-fat vanilla latte while inhaling the city she loved.

This was the time of day when busy city people slowed down. Unlike the pulse of the morning where…