"Finding ways to get to know each other is what it's all about"
As he pushed the envelope through the communal letterbox, he smiled. He could only refer to the location as the 'top floor flat' to identify the intended recipient, but he felt it was all he could do.Turning to walk the...
"a quiet birthday gets rescued by a push in the right direction"
"I've spent years having guys talk to my tits, but that's the first time anyone's used them as an airbag!" Josie said to Mick, as they chatted in the cafe.Mick had felt embarrassed when his loss of balance on the...
"a mishap reconnects them and it seems too good an opportunity to turn down"
'Smuts!'As Joe looked at the message on his phone, he smiled with a surge of nostalgia that he knew only Katie would understand. Almost two years had passed since Joe and Katie had shared their harmless mischief online, but seeing...
"Enjoying their last few days in the beach."
The next day afternoon, Sasha woke up from the aroma that covered the whole cottage. It looked like Wesley had taken out food from the diner."You up?" Wesley asked when he saw his sister move from his bed.He walked towards...
Jeff loaded the last of the luggage and other items into his car. When He turned around, Valerie was looking back into the cabin. She pulled the door closed and put her hand on it. She looked like she was...
"A cottage for them only."
The next day in the morning, their family woke up early and ate their breakfast. After that, they cleaned up themselves and began to travel to the beach.Unfortunately, it's Monday. They were stuck in traffic from time to time.The siblings...
"After afterparty..."
Sasha woke up from the noise of her mother's knock on her door. Her head felt so heavy due to hang over. It was already past the afternoon, yet she still hadn't had her breakfast. She could feel the rumbling...
"Fraser admits his fears"
Friday was Fraser’s turn to visit me. I kept thinking about Marc. I really liked him, and I knew he liked me. It made me sad that he would never think of me as anything other than a friend with...
"Making beautiful music together . . . and another player joins the ensemble"
To say I idolized Ella would have been an overstatement, but not by much. She was better than me – she worked harder at almost everything. Playing solo cello, eyes closed, swaying with the bowing, she was angelic. The 1960s...
