Y is for You
“Where do you come from?” He asked gazing at her.
“I come from wherever you would like me to come from, as for I have no origin nor precise destination!” she replied.
“You, you, you know?” he stuttered, turing a bit red in the face, “you confuse me!”
“Do I?” Continue reading “Y is for You #AtoZChallenge”
O is for Orange
Her hair was orange – a short story
Her hair was orange.
He could remember her carrot, or was it security vest orange, hair like as if it was yesterday that he saw her. In reality, it had been a few years since he first and last saw her on that subway, a time that seemed like centuries ago. Continue reading “O is for Orange #AtoZChallenge”