I reach home and put everything on the table. First I need to change my shirt. After that I go to my kitchen and prepare dinner. I lie down on my bed to watch whatever's on television. Stomach feels heavy with food. So I walk around my room and recollect events of the day.
What a day. I should have died of embarassment by now but I'm not feeling that way at all. Maybe a little bit, but not unsettling. Wait. Did I apologise to him? Heck no, I didn't. Is there anyone more rude than me? Now I'm complete with guilt. How am I supposed to make it up for this? I don't even know how to contact him.
I wake up next day and decide to do my laundry in the morning. I check all the pockets of my clothes. Remember to wash that stranger's handkerchief too in case we meet again. I take it out & open it to wash. Something falls out of it. Wait. A visiting card? Damn. Bradley Saunders. And CONTACT NUMBER. Woah. Is someone listening to me? I click a picture of the card in case I misplace it. I also take a picture of dirty handkerchief.
I come back from office in the evening. I take out cleaned handkerchief and click another picture. I sit down to inform this kind stranger about his property being safe with me and ask how can I return it to the real owner.
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Outside Coffee Shop
Romance10 min read short story! Bradley Roff dashes with Ivy Clarke & spills her coffee all over her. Now she is left wondering if she'll meet him again ever.
