Run

Runner

He was working the espresso machine – his head came up when I ordered. I guess not too many customers ask for triple venti half-sweet non-fat caramel macchiatos. He glanced over. I wanted to run. The last time I’d seen him, we’d both been naked. His eyes flicked over my body before returning, expressionless, to…

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Roses

I was living rough when I met her. Down on my luck, no place or person to call my own. How the hell had my life gotten so bad? Couldn’t tell you, exactly. Just a long, long string of bad luck. Could’ve happened to anyone. Could’ve happened to you. “You must be hungry,” she said.…

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