COFFEE – STORY – SNAP
Snapshots of daily life paired with untold stories, spun by the imagination of a creative writer
She sat between Harry and me. They hadn’t been broken up for long, and I knew she still liked him. Even though Harry had ended
He bumbled through the door with his friends, his high school tie askew, a sheepish smile tilted on his small, freckled face. ‘Harry!’ My best
He smiled at me as the tall woman in a long black and white dress cut his hair. He smiled again, silently laughing as the
‘I bought this t-shirt from NASA when I visited Houston with my best friend years ago. I think I was 14. Many years ago,’ I
Christmas came, and Christmas left. She was tiny when I held her in that hospital room on Boxing Day. Thick dark hair. It gave me
‘I’m Harriet,’ I thrust my hand out as my hair whipped over my face. Great. That played out better in my head. ‘Christian.’ I flapped
