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
The wind ripped through us. Sweet coffee warmed my throat. Elsie’s horn shivered on top of her unicorn cap. Sam surfed the wind on his
‘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
The rain bounced off the pavement and dripped off my hood. At least I was wearing a hood. A coat. Clothes. My mother was in a
