My father sent me to my husband's company to test him. A surprise inspection, he’d called it. I thought it would be a formality. I wasn’t even five steps inside the office when I saw her: a woman dressed in a look of curated innocence, staring at an industrial shredder as if it were magic. “Wow, this thing is so cool,” she breathed, and then, without a second thought, she picked up a contract from a nearby desk and started to feed it in. A colleague next to her went pale. “Lexi, for God’s sake,

A week before my wedding, my fiancé's late wife's sister, who suffers from a severe storm phobia, ran my car off a bridge. She rammed into me eighteen times at eighty miles an hour. When my fiancé, Liam, arrived with the ambulance, I was being pulled from the wreckage. But he ran past me to the other car, a modified Hummer with just a dented bumper, and pulled the trembling girl, Chloe, into his arms. "Dr. Vance," one of the paramedics said, his voice urgent. "Your fiancée is in critical conditi

Sarah Robinson on Instagram: "Parents of kids who elope can feel this one! Eloping is when our kids run away without any fear of danger or safety awareness. It’s a huge problem in the intellectual disability community, as you often see on the news- a child or person with autism or some other developmental disability goes missing and is often found in a pond or lake. I don’t know why our kids elope, other than just natural curiosity mixed with no sense of safety awareness, but it’s so scary, and