COFFEE – STORY – SNAP
Snapshots of daily life paired with untold stories, spun by the imagination of a creative writer
The sun rested on the luscious auburn coat of a sleeping fox. Curled in a ball, snuggled in the bosom of late afternoon. I’d never
“Frank!” I’m not talking to her. I am staying right here in my office until she gets rid of one. I have somewhere to sit
It’s going to be okay. Just breathe. Keep drinking your tea. You will be okay. They are only your in-laws. They are not wild dogs.
Pearl pink and pale yellow reflected in her wet eyes with every step she took. The salty smell of fish and chips and seawater drifted
There stood a red-bricked house, semi-detached, with a golden sheen licking its exterior. Common but beautiful. I daren’t peel my floral netted curtains any further.
The bank holiday had finally arrived. Tap, tap, tap went my fingers on the steering wheel. Sigh, tut, sigh went my wife, staring at the
