Friday evening passed with the three of them enjoying simple pleasures and congenial company, but it proved to be the lull before the storm as later on Friday night Katie took a turn for the worse so the weekend was rather less tranquil than any of them would have hoped for and was spent in constant anxiety.
When he went in to the house Katie fussed around him like he’d been gone for a week, which was a bit over the top but he thought it was nice to be missed. It was one of the things he missed out on when he lived alone, having someone to come home to.
“I’m going to take two months off work, unpaid mainly, like a sabbatical, so I can come to Cyprus right in the middle of you tour, I’ve already spoken to my boss and he’s happy, so we’ll be together for Christmas and New Year” He said without pausing for breath.
The sucking slurp of semi liquid earth slows my steps and gurgles between my bare toes. I feel like I’m walking inside a mouth. My feet sink in and...
Part 2 of a series about a young couple's struggles scene through the lens of the barista creating their drinks. Hope you enjoy. Make sure to read Chapter 1: A Strange Couple. Constructive Feedback and plot ideas are welcome.
In the early hours of Mothering Sunday morning Jack was gently shaken awake. “You have to go darling,” Kayleigh said and kissed his neck “What? Ok” he said She had reluctantly woken him early in the morning so he could sneak back to his house before the household were up and about. So it was on a dark Sunday morning in March after a lingering goodbye kiss in the kitchen that he slipped out the back door.
In the village of Sharping-St-Mary only a few miles from Purplemere, Martyn Wingrove was in bed with his girlfriend Sharon Todd, in fact they had been in bed pretty much all the time since she returned from training and exercises with the Downshire Light Infantry.
Part 1 of a series about a young couple's struggles scene through the lens of the barista creating their drinks. Hope you enjoy. Constructive Feedback and plot ideas are welcome.
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