Every day he gave me a flower. Sometimes it was a bought arrangement.Sometimes it was a wild flower.Sometimes it was a picked flower.Sometimes he gave me a dried poppy .Neatly tukked into the pages of his favourite book.Sometimes it was free.Sometimes it was store-bought.At times it was cheekishly taken from a public garden.Or from behind the vile neighbours fence.Sometimes it was drawn on paper.Sometimes they … Continue reading Flowers – F – A to Z Challenge 2019
Ding ding ding, the Sally jumped at the sound of her dessert spoon carefully tapping her wineglass. She felt a bit naked in her electric blue dress, but it wasn’t the cleavage that gave her that feeling, it was that about 150 pairs of eyes were suddenly staring at her.
Sally bit her lips. This was new for her, up to now she had avoided speaking at birthdays, weddings and funerals. Today, was a first. Her eyes scanned the room, everyone seemed to have been frozen, as if they were the cast of sleeping beauty, forks were in mid-air, mouths were filled with food, but had stopped to move. Even the young woman in the pink dress had not regained her position which was hinting at a laughing fit.
Under her breath, Sally muttered, “let’s do this”. She cleared her throat.
“Hello everyone, before I start, please feel free to continue eating! No need to turn into statues that could be unearthed in Pompei, we here to celebrate!” Continue reading “Josh and Aaron”
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!”
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”
Emi, who due to the sudden breakup of her parents has moved in the middle of the school year, has stopped believing in love. Her first friend in her new hight school is the rather artistic Nate, who is desperately searching for love, or at least physical satisfaction. As the story unfolds the two narrators quickly find each other more or less consciously attracted to … Continue reading True love, a book review: “Not Today, But Someday” by Lori L. Otto