Free Couch!

Those free couches out on the curb might just mean it's time for you to redecorate, but for them, it's the end of a relationship. For them, it means heartache. These are their stories.
Another hazy summer morning. Humidity so thick you could swim through the air. It’s not even 8am and you need another shower to wash off the sheen of sweat. 
And it’ll still be another three hours before she cools off and lets you come back on inside.

Another hazy summer morning. Humidity so thick you could swim through the air. It’s not even 8am and you need another shower to wash off the sheen of sweat. 

And it’ll still be another three hours before she cools off and lets you come back on inside.

Edison Price is in town?

Edison Price is in town?

Jenny lay on her back with that gaping, hollow feeling running straight through her. As if her entire soul had been sucked out, slapped around, and thrown on the ground next to her, waiting to be dusted off and put back into place. But she just didn’t have the energy for that — one of the cruel ironies of having one’s soul yanked out makes it tough to then have the emotional stamina to get yourself together.
Plus, the sidewalk was surprisingly comfortable.

Jenny lay on her back with that gaping, hollow feeling running straight through her. As if her entire soul had been sucked out, slapped around, and thrown on the ground next to her, waiting to be dusted off and put back into place. But she just didn’t have the energy for that — one of the cruel ironies of having one’s soul yanked out makes it tough to then have the emotional stamina to get yourself together.

Plus, the sidewalk was surprisingly comfortable.

Frank had heard her say a million times: “Don’t you dare use the kids against me!” And now here he is, out on the curb, with the kids, kicked out of their own home for the last time. He didn’t know where they’d go. He didn’t know where they’d stay. They didn’t know anyone in this small town but they’d get by. They always did. As long as they stayed together.
Then Frank remembered that he gotten drunk and fallen asleep watching Lifetime again. And that he didn’t have any kids.

Frank had heard her say a million times: “Don’t you dare use the kids against me!” And now here he is, out on the curb, with the kids, kicked out of their own home for the last time. He didn’t know where they’d go. He didn’t know where they’d stay. They didn’t know anyone in this small town but they’d get by. They always did. As long as they stayed together.

Then Frank remembered that he gotten drunk and fallen asleep watching Lifetime again. And that he didn’t have any kids.

Johnny knew he’d had a lot to drink the night before - which was understandable given that his girlfriend of ten years kicked him not just to the curb (people might see) but behind the apartment building against the dumpster - but didn’t realize just how much until he woke up with a puddle of urine underneath him and running down his leg. He tried to convince himself that a dog came and cocked its leg on him while he was passed out.
But deep down he knew that, shamefully, just wasn’t the case.

Johnny knew he’d had a lot to drink the night before - which was understandable given that his girlfriend of ten years kicked him not just to the curb (people might see) but behind the apartment building against the dumpster - but didn’t realize just how much until he woke up with a puddle of urine underneath him and running down his leg. He tried to convince himself that a dog came and cocked its leg on him while he was passed out.

But deep down he knew that, shamefully, just wasn’t the case.