A 100 word story Disappointment Her hand is warm, her skin soft. She shrugs her shoulder, her hair dances. Over my shoulder, I hear violins shredding the night. “Not tonight,” she says, is that okay?” “Of course,’ I lied, knowing tomorrow will never come. “Thanks for your time; I appreciated it.” “I did too. Will… Continue reading Disappointment
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