. Bent over the table, a sigh escaped her pouting lips while she stared at the pen in her hand. This is ridiculous – she thought to herself. Why was she so nervous? She had gone through the pros and cons of writing to him several times, and her mind was clear now. With a…… Continue reading What if… – FFF
I was invited, (well, not personally, but still) to Fandango’s Friday Flashback! Fandango scrolls back, every Friday, and gives a second chance to a post he had published on the same date, years before. I thought it was a great way to remember some of the stuff I did a while back, and I decided…… Continue reading Mystery encounter… (August 25th FFF)
I was invited, (well, not personally, but still) to Fandango’s Friday Flashback! Fandango scrolls back, every Friday, and gives a second chance to a post he had published on the same date, years before. I thought it was a great way to remember some of the stuff I did a while back, and I decided…… Continue reading Friendship… (August 11th FFF)
. It should have been an exciting afternoon, to say the least. And I knew it well. Sitting on the bench, fingers knotted over my running shoe, I waited for Grand’ma. Any of my classmates would have traded places with me in a heartbeat. A whole day of endless shopping, backed by a platinum Mastercard…… Continue reading Shopping spree… – FFF
I was invited (well, not personally, but still) to Fandango’s Friday Flashback! Fandango scrolls back, every Friday, and gives a second chance to a post he had published on the same date, years before. I thought it was a great way to remember some of the stuff I did a while back, and I decided…… Continue reading The hermit – part 2 (July 14th FFF)
I was invited (well, not personally, but still) to Fandango’s Friday Flashback! Fandango scrolls back, every Friday, and gives a second chance to a post he had published on the same date, years before. I thought it was a great way to remember some of the stuff I did a while back, and I decided…… Continue reading Head or tail… (July 7th FFF)
. Her eyes had closed instinctively, at the touch of his lips upon hers. Pressed against his chest, she felt as a teenager enjoying her first kiss in the parking lot of the local mall. She wanted throw her arms around his waist to hug him, but thought he might take it the wrong way.…… Continue reading Dangerous… Part 3
. The soft fullmoon’s glow highlighted his greying hair. How many time had she imagined running her delicate fingers through it? How many times had she thought about telling him? Now standing together in the darkness, her feelings were a pure paradox. She just couldn’t tell what she wanted… Else than for him to break…… Continue reading Dangerous… Part 2
. The song’s last notes died in the air, calling for a little break from the dance floor. She wasn’t a great dancer, far from it. But a few drinks and a couple of encouraging cheers from the other girls had been enough to shush that little voice in her head. This constant inner whisper,…… Continue reading Dangerous…
. Life can be absurd. Luckily, I’ve long gone past the stage of being shocked or annoyed by it. But sometimes, I just stop and think ”Really? I mean… Realllllly???”. And tonight was no different. Since early 2020, Chéri and I have been using our local online grocery shopping services. Week in and week out,…… Continue reading Severe case of by-the-bookism!
Cyranny's Cove 