It was sunset when I heard the gunshot, a loud crack that caused my ears to ring. Don McLean sang softly about the day the music died. I was sitting outside in my chair reading a book. It was a beautiful evening. I flinched then turned quickly in my lawn chair causing its leg to … More The Day the Music Died
A homage to Lieutenant Henry and Miss Barkley, but mostly to you. It’s fall. She said that to me while the leaves fell onto our cars. The maple ones were beautiful red, orange and yellow. Everything else just was. “It’s cold here.” “It’s always cold here.” She didn’t say much and I held her hand … More Fall
This story contains some adult content. It is winter. It is raining hard against the glass. The rain drops that explode onto the window cannot be seen; the blinds are drawn closed. The room is dark. It is where normal people would sit and visit. A living room which by now is rarely lived in. … More Importance
She was already a single mother, and I was just twenty two when she told me she was pregnant. The feelings were that of disbelief, a vague excitedness, and it felt fake, surreal. I felt like she wasn’t telling me but that I was watching her tell someone else. I felt like this wasn’t real … More Home
That was why he resembled an old man sometimes. It was as if the world had killed romance.
No, he would say quickly, Nicholas Sparks did that. … More Le Prince d’Hier
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