Silence and Light…

Something was going on him. Something troubling… The first two times in the restaurant she’d trumped it up to be another novel social experiment. The third and fourth at his place she’d thought he was having a bad week. But after the fifth time at her apartment and two weeks of just texting, it became clear…

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Reflections

“Why him?” he asked, stopping by the edge of the doorway. He gestured at the mirrors in the thrift shop’s narrow entryway, pointed at his many reflections. “Why are you marrying him?”

Amused, she quirked an eyebrow. “Is that a serious question, or your way of telling me I could do so much better?”