At Least Ten

"I could think of no better way to tell you I love you than with this," he says, presenting her with the waffle-heart-capped dispenser. "Funny," she replies, pushing her sunglasses down her nose. "I can think of at least ten." This is for Three Line Tales. Thanks to Sonya for running the challenge and Roman... Continue Reading →

A Thousand Tiny Details

She never left the apartment now, not if she could help it. The outside world was a shrieking, shoving place, full of disorder. That morning, from the moment she drew back the curtain, the signs leapt out at her: fallen lamp on the desk, disturbances in the snow, speck of red in the white. She... Continue Reading →

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