"You hit my car and left 30 dollars?" "I know and I'm truly sorry." "What the hell am I supposed to do with 30 dollars?" "Sorry, it was all I had on me! I don't carry cash, alright. What did you expect me to do, leave my debit card?" "I expected to not walk out and find my car dented." ** This is a DIALOGUE book **
"Hi, welcome to Bittersweet Treats, where even your sweetest dreams come true. My name is Aidan. How can I help you today?" "You sound annoyingly cheerful today." "It's all 'part of the job." "Cool beans." "So, how can I help you?" "I have a complaint about my ice cream." "I'm sorry. What happened to your order?" "It...
"a boy. a girl. a pair of ballet shoes. a hundred recitals. and a thousand dances." #36 in shortstories as of 29th December 2019 #21 in tearjerker as of 30th December 2019
"Did you punch him in the face?" "No!" She laughed. "That's not the Lydia I know," Carter shook his head, staring up at the grey clouds with a reminiscent expression. "The Lydia I know punched me in the face the first time we interacted." "We were five." She deadpanned but felt a little enthralled that he remembered...