Tag: Short Story

Gasp

We were supposed to meet for coffee for the first time today. I sat at a table in a small neighborhood coffee shop with my chai tea latte. It gradually lost its heat as mine rose. I pulled out my phone to check the time. Ten minutes late. No missed texts, no missed calls. Nothing. […]

The Ride Home

The train ride to London was anything but easy. It was my first time in Europe. I had spent the week touring the UK, seeing castles and other landmarks, and now I was on my way back to the airport to catch a flight home to the States. This week had been a dream come […]

Ledge

It was supposed to be 75 degrees that day, but the breeze from that high up chilled my body as I stood on the ledge almost ready to jump. I don’t know what the hesitation was about. I could have just jumped and it would’ve been all over. I wasn’t afraid of the pain. A […]