A lack of courage_Between the Two_Hunters_Set In Snow
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A lack of courage
A Lack of CourageTodd Heath sat at the stool of the bar counter inside of Linda's Cafe. The A/C made it difficult for him to leave due to the humid weather reaching almost ninety five degrees. The server came around. "Can I get you anything more sir?" "No, thank you miss." Todd blamed himself for wearing a sweater that morning in the early hours. He could take it off however; it would just be one more thing he'd have to carry home. There was a couple in the far corner to his right in a booth, next to a window. They were having a discussion that almost sounded like an argument. The young blonde...
Between the Two
The Female Baker hung her apron and chef’s hat on the hook besides the kitchen door and exited her counter. She grabbed her purse and keys from over by the kitchen door’s other side, sighing as she shuffled quickly to get to her car and then home. Walking out of her bakery, the Female Baker pretended the Male Baker’s shop wasn’t there, jerking away when she heard his door close, the bell’s charms ringing and footsteps’ descent causing his front porch steps to creak. They hadn’t spoken in a while. They hadn’t even seen each other than one time when the Male Baker told the Female Baker a secret ...
Hunters
"Careful. Careful. Don't let him spot us." Jackson whispered to me as I aimed down the sights of my brand new hunting rifle. We'd been set up inside this old deer blind of his for about 4 and a half hours now without any sign of life other than ours nearby and I was just about ready to call it a day. But right then as I was getting ready to pack up and go back to the cabin much to Jackson's disappointment, our prey walked into our sights. He was a big ol bastard for sure and looked like he had some good cuts of meat on him. This was my first time hunting large game before so Jackson wanted me ...
Set In Snow
Trigger Warning: Suicide Attempt. Overdose.She stared at the snow, a cool crisp blanket of white. Not yet muddled by footsteps. “Taylor,” her boyfriend’s hand ghosted a few breaths shwww.onedoor.ccort of her shoulder “don’t you want to go outside?”She raises the open book from her lap, showing him the cover. Non-verbally telling him that she didn’t want to go outside, she had a book.He sighed, looking at his tall strong girlfriend dwarfed in a sweater, shaking like a leaf. She was staring at the snow again, with the glazed look on her face.Tears slipped down her face, trailing salt stains over her tan face....