Writing Prompt 080

Writing Prompt 080

They hated each other.  Or at least, that is what they told themselves and anyone who would listen. It’s a wonder neither of them had moved, but then living arrangements were so scarce in the city. They were so stubborn. Both had declared on multiple occasions...Read More

Writing Prompt 072

“It was never supposed to come back. Ever. But here it is, on your back porch, with a red string tied around it in a knot.” Claire filled her arms with all of her stuff, ready to walk out the door for work. Tote bag swinging from her arm, travel coffee mug with half a...Read More