She stood in the doorway of the veranda, the moon shining through the branches, casting eerie shadows over the lawn. She watched as he pulled out of the circular drive, his taillights disappearing into the night; remembering his last words, wondering if she’d ever see him again, knowing full well she didn’t want to live [...]
Filed in In Dreams, short stories No Responses yet
They had the afterglow of morning sex written all over them – reflected on their faces and in the way he touched the small of her back as he held the door and led her through. What better way to luxuriate than throwing on some clothes and heading to Starbucks for an espresso fix – [...]
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