Already surpassing the gray skies and trembling leaves outside; pain pulled back the skin between her eyes. Tension was settling in, taking second in command to rage; the two mixed like the rain and the wind. At some point the scales would tip, but for right now, the storm outside would have to catch up. …
Tag: coffee
Coffee Shop Fling
She was sitting there, headphones in, multiple people pulled up in small boxes on her laptop screen. Obviously, she was on a call and judging by her regular head nods and longing looks at her empty coffee cup it was a call that should have ended forever ago. It was her fourth day working quietly,…
Brownie Surprise
I almost feel bad. I opened this email to compose my thoughts to you, and instead I’ve done nothing but talk about this bitch from the coffee shop who has desecrated the integrity of a true writer and certain percentages of humanity. Not that I’m a true writer. Having a slew of published short stories and a free online blog, does not make someone a true writer. However, it does make my judging her a little more appropriate, and adds a whole new level of humor to her private phone conversation being loudly spoken in the middle of a coffee shop. By no means am I being hypocritical either, I like to do my writing at the library or at your house, which is where I’m supposed to be headed, but I stopped here to get a cup of coffee and potentially a brownie – I heard one of my favorite baristas was working. She always under cooks a brownie and sets it aside for me when she works the morning shifts.
Hilda Finds A Hunk
Hilda had been actively chattering away to herself while she was making her coffee. She was so engrossed with her own conversation she didn’t notice a shadow loom across her arm. “Sorry to interrupt,” a voice said, “but I was wondering if you could please pass me a cup.” Hilda looked over her should to…