Tag: Writing by a prompt and a picture

‘Hey! Who’s there?’ ‘So, you came. I knew you would. Don’t be scared, come closer. There’s no one else.’ ‘Boss? Is that you? What do you want?’ ‘Always the control freak, aren’t you?’ ‘I’m the control freak? Meet me in the abandoned car park at ten thirty tonight. Who the hell leaves notes like that?… Continue reading Surprise!

‘The bandages would go off in a week,’ you say. I don’t know your voice yet, but I know how to trust it. It reverberates in me, in that forgotten place kept for new love. New love, at fifty-six? ‘Just rest for now, all right?’ It’s a musical voice, a baritone? No, brighter, a velvety… Continue reading First Date