Regression- Chapter Two
Erin has made coffee today, as usual, even though she seldom drinks it. Continue Reading
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Erin has made coffee today, as usual, even though she seldom drinks it. Continue Reading →
Life in the year two thousand, three hundred and fifty one does not differ much from life in the year two thousand. Continue Reading →
The year is two thousand, three hundred and fifty one. Continue Reading →
Ceremoniously upset, Mitch pulled out the phone vibrating in his pocket. Continue Reading →
“Come on! Not again this shit!” Such a cliché, but so true: It was Monday at 8:45 am and again I was having trouble waking up. Continue Reading →
It was February second in Poznan. The momentary snow had melted away and the winter seemed to be set on being mild that year. Continue Reading →
“Let me know if you need something and I’ll go and help you”, Continue Reading →
They say that murder is the only legitimate theme in crime fiction; that anything else would fall short of the requirements for a good story. Continue Reading →
She stood, her back towards him, in a very ominous way. Continue Reading →
“Facebook is not Tinder!” she wrote back to me, getting overwrought over a trifle. Continue Reading →