Except for a creepy, VERY short story (as compared to these ones of the past few weeks), this is my last short short story. We’ll be back to our regularly scheduled hope posts next week. Maybe I’ll include the creepy short short as a post script! Enjoy Silver Lining. The world is filled with expectation,Continue reading “Silver Lining”
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Guy Crying on the Subway
She felt torn as she took peeks at the guy across the train. Based on his looks, she guessed he was somewhere between eighteen and twenty-two – undergrad age. She couldn’t stare for too long or he might catch her, but each sniffle drew her eyes back. She was concerned for him. Each time sheContinue reading “Guy Crying on the Subway”
The Hidden Letter
Short (short) story #2! Angela, my new wife, is halfway down the hallway when she calls over her shoulder, “Can you close up the drawers?” “Of course.” The antique writing desk just came to us at the passing of Angela’s grandmother, whom she affectionately called Gran—the grandmother, not the desk. Though we spent the pastContinue reading “The Hidden Letter”
The Meet Cute That Wasn’t
Hello! Over these next few weeks, I’m going to be putting out the stories that I wrote for one of my classes. I will get back to the Hope blogs (I’m writing up some in the queue!), but I wanted to share this with you all. I will NOT be recording these as I feelContinue reading “The Meet Cute That Wasn’t”
Brittany Stonestreet 