VOL 2017 ISSUE 1

Life insurance executive Ariella Sanchez, known to friends as a dreamy, thoughtful sort, prone to silent musings and what-if scenarios, is presently unable to measure how a four-year span “feels” to a rational, compassionate individual. On the one hand, it could be like her tenure at Vassar, in retrospect a blur, a mere finger snap in her rich adulthood on this ever-wonderful planet. On the other, it could equate to her third marriage–endless, soul-ripping torture, with each day bringing bad news and acute agony.