She Loved Another
by E. Ferris
Issue No. 186 ~ November, 2012
She hummed the third movement, walking down the road. Her shoes were a mess, but she was dancing.
She hummed the third movement, walking down the road. Her shoes were a mess, but she was dancing.
Sitting in the chair of spilling foam and gentle, gentle leather.
Bobby looped her arm awkwardly, and Sheena couldn’t help thinking how tense he was. Rigid was more the word. The car was convertible, and she didn’t think about looking at the make, but it was fast. Bobby grabbed the wheel with a wicked look on his face.
The heart breaks harder when it isn’t expecting to be broken and mine wasn’t; I didn’t think I’d mind. I was hard by then.