Trina Garner
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Stories (6/0)
Strangers At The Coffee N Creme
Today, I met a stranger. He’s tall, dark, and handsome; very tall, about 6’6”. He has broad shoulders, big muscular arms that hang loosely at his sides. His smile is like milk, no more like whipping cream in the middle of a steamy cup of cocoa. His eyes are beautiful, piercing gray, the palest gray eyes I’ve ever seen on a human. They reminded me of the eyes of a Siberian husky. A girl could get lost in those eyes.
By Trina Garner2 years ago in Humans
Spit It
“I’m scared Mama,” he whispered as he hugged his best friend’s mother goodbye. She could hear the tears in his voice as he clung tighter and tighter. “I have a hearing tomorrow. I’m looking at a possible two-year sentence. I can’t go to prison, Mama. I don’t know how to survive in prison.” He cried.
By Trina Garner2 years ago in Lifehack
Tapestry
“And now the final door prize goes to …”, the principal said to the parents assembled in the small auditorium. “Mothers, will you stand please?” I was already standing in the back because I had arrived so late so I shot my hand up just as a lady in a funny hat spring from her chair. “The first mother I saw stand was you in the strange little hat. Come on up and get your prize. And thank you, parents for coming out to support our seniors. Please exit the building swiftly as we have the 11th grade assembly in about 30 minutes.”
By Trina Garner2 years ago in Families