Another Love Story Gone Wrong_Confessions_Iris_A Cookie Rivalry
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Another Love Story Gone Wrong
AprilI put my phone down for the millionth time that Day. There were no messages but I thought to check. That was what my life had come to, what with being unemployed and single. Every day I dragged my feet just to reach the end and the cycle continued again. I was surrounded by quietness throughout. Do not get me wrong I was content, with being single in particular. The peace that came with being alone and abstinent was unrivalled. That was the first time I had ever dared face the world alone. In the beginning I was scared, petrified to suddenly have to navigate through life on my own. The si...
Confessions
“Come out to dinner with us.” She smiled at me. I liked her. I really did. We’d become as close as “work friends” can in the past year. So, it wasn’t that I didn’t like her and that I didn’t want to hang out with her. But there’s a line between “work friends” and “friends”. There’s a line between complaining about your boss with someone and revealing your life’s secrets. It’s a bold, dark line that stretches on in both ways as far as the eye can see and it is a line that I haven’t crossed in a very long time.“Please?”I forced a smile and nodded, the weight of my decision sinking heavily into ...
Iris
She took a strand of hair stuck to my eyelash and tucked it behind my left ear, starring, unfazed, into my eyes. She narrated how the symphony of colors irradiated by the setting sun made them turn from caramel to green. I laughed incredulously at the quality of light through which she thought she saw me.We turned our backs on the scenic view as soon as the sun died on the horizon and took the long way home. I was a guest at her cabin for the weekend. All the while we walked, I felt her hand brushing against my arm, and it sent little uncomfortable pinches to my spine. We were silent for most...
A Cookie Rivalry
"Lilly," I heard a voice, "are you in there?" “Yes, I am,” I said, as my older sister, Winnie, walked into my room. “You know,” she said, “Philip and Richard shall be here by noon.” Philip and Richard were our cousins. Neither Winnie nor I had visited them often, which was www.onedoor.cca little unusual. This was going to be the first we were seeing of them, in a long time. I supposed it would be something of a change. * * * “Okay now, where next?” asked I, as Richard, Winnie, Philip, and I made our way through the shops of the summer carnival. “We’re done with everything interesting.” Said Philip, peerin...