Part 2: Cherries Will Never Taste The Same

"What started as a conversation has become an invitation... Does she accept?"

 HerJesus. Not a casual conversation anymore. The litany repeats in her head while she packs her things into her shoulder bag. She moves slowly. She can feel the flutter of nerves in her stomach. She looks up at you standing...

Careless Fun

"No Names."

Her long hair fell over her shoulder as she reached to fumbled with the stereo dials. She pushed it away with an awkward flick of the head and started moving her body carelessly to the pop music flowing from the...