Despite the fact we know it to be wrong, a good many people persist in judging books by their covers.
There still exist plenty of those ready to form opinions based on the outward appearance of someone. Casting an assertion purely on a first impression isn’t something that we should do, and yet people do it anyway.
Luc Perreault knows a thing or two about this. At 280lbs and traditionally dressing like a biker, Luc is used to people making assumptions before they’ve even met him. One day, he walked into Tim Horton’s to grab a coffee. Whilst there, he encountered a woman and her young daughter.
It was the little girl who approached him to say hello, though when she did she was quickly grabbed by her mother …
The house was wrong the second I stepped inside. Not empty—violated. My daughters sat frozen on the couch, shoes still on, as if someone had paused their…
For years, I believed I knew her completely. A good kid, a quiet house, a life without sharp edges—until a single offhand comment cracked everything open. One…
The smell hits first, thick and sweet, curling through your kitchen like a promise you didn’t know you needed. Four forgotten bananas, a handful of pantry staples,…
They came when the danger was over, when the stitches were already holding her together. They knocked like they owned the walls, like blood alone could rewrite…
They almost walked away. Not in one explosive moment, but in a slow erosion of patience, a steady ache of disappointments that never made headlines, only hollowed…
He realized the truth too late. The woman he loved had turned invisible work into billable hours, and Vegas into a ledger of every unthanked favor, every…
