Hot and Cold Breakfast
It all started with a tiny spark. “So,” she asked coolly over the steam from her coffee, “how was the party last night?” Admittedly, I was not in the best…
(Day 53) Morning at the Uncle's
“I can’t find a single thing in this drawer,” Matt complained as he shoved the contents aside with increasingly impatient swipes. “What is this one even for?”…
Coming Soon
It wasn’t all bad, all of the time. Some days it was safe to set foot outside while the sun was still in the sky, if there were enough clouds and you were…
Start Of Something Good
“Oh my God, he’s so hot!” Shay whispers to me. “I know. Juniors are so hot this year,” I tell her and continue watching the guys play basketball, “I bet he…
I hate it when the air conditioning is too cold.
My fingers are cold. I am shivering. It’s SUMMER. It’s supposed to be hot. Not FREEZING!! When I grow up, I’m not even going to own air conditioning. Okay, so…
Rack Shambles
Standing out like a lone figure on a boundless and barren chessboard, a single wooden shack sat in the painful quiet. It stood half again the height of any…
I Pandered to the Lowest Common Denominator (and I Liked It)
First, we’ll need a topic. Don’t try too hard (if at all) - we want something as generic and overused as possible. Popular choices include “You’re no good in…
Wicker and propane
I reached up and wrapped my fingers around the bright red valve. Before I could turn it, a delicate hand brushed against mine, and I turned to look in the eyes…