August 5, 2001.
She sat on the sofa with her legs crossed and propped upon the center table. The TV was showing nothing interesting which made her flip through channels angrily. “Hey babe, wanna order pizza? He asked as he plopped on the sofa beside her.
“Yeah sure". She said as she finally found a station worth watching. “Hey Michael, would you like a drink to go with the pizza?” she asked as she stood up and walked to her kitchen.
“Yeah babe, scotch on the rocks”. He replied with a smile.
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Absence
Short StoryThe fear of loving is the fear of loosing. She loved and lost what she never truly had to begin with.
