Ariel Cormier
Bio
Amateur writer trying to get experience
Stories (2/0)
Dark Roast
Lisa is ordering a Caramel Macchiato. She's not a huge caramel fan, but it's the only drink she can remember that isn't a boring cup of Joe. She doesn't have to be at work for another hour. This is her only quiet time. Her ex-husband takes the kids on the weekends, but those are used clean and make her home normal again come Monday. She lied to the new babysitter about her hours so she could have the mornings to herself. She loves her kids, more than anything, but becoming a single mother is the loneliest she has been. She never stopped loving her husband, she just didn't have enough room in her heart for so much love once their third was born. Love had become a chore. For a reason beyond her, she wants to try again. She uses this time to click the link her friend sent her to the new hip dating site. It's been years since she's had her picture taken, so she poses her glasses on her head and takes a selfie with her coffee.
By Ariel Cormierabout a year ago in Fiction
Inside These Walls
I hate when Lucy works these long nights. I could never talk her out of it though. She's always had such drive, such an incredible work ethic. Ever since I met her, I couldn't hold her back from her work. I remember when she got her new job at our local publishing company. I was so happy to see her finally living out her dreams.
By Ariel Cormier2 years ago in Fiction