Tag Archives: writing

when we met. u/upset. I’d never gone to a bar by myself. I always had a friend or I had Aiden. We’d been together for two years. Tonight was our anniversary, but I was alone in a bar. I should … Continue reading →

when we met. t/toddler. She was his last hope. After about a dozen others, Adam was down to his last interview. If this didn’t work out, he would have to start all over. Being a single father to a toddler … Continue reading →

when we met. s/sublet. “What are you going to do now, Kaitlyn?” I stared at my best friend Darcy for a moment before I spoke. With a sigh, I dropped my head into my hands. “I don’t know. I guess … Continue reading →

when we met. r/rehabilitation. I drove up the driveway to the home of Mr. McAllister, who my boss described as “a sweet man in his seventies who needed rehab after a hip fracture.” When I reached the house, I froze. … Continue reading →

when we met. q/quit. I hate my job. After spending hours in class and even more time studying after class, the last thing I wanted was to go to work at the bar and be groped and harassed. But that’s … Continue reading →

when we met. p/phone. After a long, hot shower, Leo leaned back on the couch, feet up, legs crossed at the ankles. He was overworked and exhausted, and all he wanted was to relax. He sighed when he heard his … Continue reading →

when we met. o/ocean. I don’t believe in marriage. That’s what Theo always said. But Emily never pressured him. She’d never even mentioned marriage. But the longer they dated, the more he felt the need to remind her. I don’t … Continue reading →

when we met. n/napkin. After his friend abandoned him for an admittedly cute girl across the room, Jackson found himself a stool at one end of the half-moon shaped bar. The bartender, Marcus, a friend of his, came over and … Continue reading →