COFFEE – STORY – SNAP
Snapshots of daily life paired with untold stories, spun by the imagination of a creative writer
‘Why did you do it?’ I asked. ‘It wasn’t me, sir.’ Jack slouched on the armchair, picking at a piece of thread. ‘I found your
His death had stolen my heart away, and for a year, I had no interest in searching for it back. But then, at eleven in
I stepped into my first wedding dress boutique when I was six years old. Satin, lace, and the sweet scent of rose transported me to
His eyes glazed over the lake like it didn’t exist. He had a sunken, pale face and shoulders that dropped so low you could almost
This was where we first met. Right here on this bench. You were watching the cars, counting them, you said. Sneaking a glance at the
I can’t get any words out. My lips seal as soon as the emotions rise in me. When you feel something, words travel with that
