Dark Shadows

 

Cory Story:

 

 

Couple of years ago, when Jake was with his dad in Marshall for the weekend, Cory and I got a late night craving for seafood pasta. It was wintertime, December or January, and there was a blizzard going outside. Nonetheless, we bundled up..., around 11 p.m. and drove about 15 mph to Meijer's across town for supplies. If my mom had known I was on those slippery roads that late at night, she'd have had a heart attack. We got our frozen lobster tails and our scallops, and crept back across town. Midnight found us in our warm, cozy kitchen with a pot of pasta boiling merrily away, and a rich sherry cream sauce bubbling on the stove. We heaped our pasta bowls full and ate it in front of whatever series we were watching...it might have been old seasons of Frasier, but it might have Gilmore Girls. That's what life with my Cory-Girl was like....impulsive, fun, crazy, ridiculous. But every moment was FULL.
The brightest lights cast the darkest shadows.