friendship
C.S Lewis got it right: friendship is born when one person says to another: "What! You too? I thought I was the only one!"
Counting Joy
"How in the world did you find this place?" Charlie asked, white-knuckling the steering wheel. She didn't take her eyes off of the jagged, winding road for a second. If she did, she feared they might have an unpleasant journey down the sheer face of the mountain.
By Kristy Freeman6 years ago in Humans
Merlot Wine in the Moonlight
I have been invited to my Aunt's dinner party. She hosts one every year in the spring, “the best time of the year” as she claims. Bringing in the entire family and a few friends as an intent to fix some of the problems we so obviously face. I despise this time each year as it does nothing but create more fuss onto all the elders, who then begin lashing out at me and my cousins. I know Aunt means well but she continues to stretch these parties, I suppose in hope that the next year might be different. This year she set a theme called ‘be classy’, I’m not sure whether to laugh or take some offense to it. It feels like she’s setting out a deeper message to this year's theme, and saying to watch our tempers. Afterall I have overheard some of the family members say we're an ungraceful bunch. All in all, this party will happen and all I can do is to sit and watch as the night unveils.
By Julia Peredo6 years ago in Humans
Dear Liz
Dear Liz, Do you remember when we first started talking on Facebook Messenger? I barely replied, I went silent for a week at a time, and all I did was cry and complain about losing my former best friend. I remember how patient you were, how much you let me vent to you, and how understanding you were. I honestly thought, at that point, that I would never dedicate myself to a "best friend" ever again after how painful losing that friend was for me. I felt like I was certainly not doing well enough as a casual friend to you, but you never made me feel that way. My communication was spotty, at best. My dedication as minimal, if there was any at all.
By Dani Banani6 years ago in Humans
dancing on thin ice
Lost in a trance of some sort. Watching as the pair was finishing up they’re private ice time. A ping of jealousy washed over them. They were envious of the two, actually of any pair skaters. It was always something they wanted to do, it seemed fulfilling. They loved skating no matter what, but the single skater felt like they were growing out of it all.
By lillypaddz6 years ago in Humans
Proof
It was a quiet, breezy evening with a slight chill. The cold cobblestone walkway shone with a glistening of light rain. A rustle went through the trees as the wind knocked at the broken window. Shattered glass laid within the house on the desk just below. As the wind continued to rap at the pane, two spirits were too busy in conversation to notice.
By Ember Gray6 years ago in Humans
You Had Me at Merlot!
The invitation came through my old email address. I hesitated before opening it since I hadn’t received anything at that address for ages. I glanced through the sender info and realized it was a high school classmate—Natalie—not a friend exactly, but a classmate who never left home. When most of us went away for college, jobs, maybe marriage, Nat stayed and worked for her father in his lumber business. I haven’t seen her since our ten-year reunion, and I wasn’t planning to return for this one. I mean, I can’t imagine there are many classmates keen to attend a 30-year gathering. But here’s Nat, pleading, dramatically detailing the school-wide reunion and the special events planned for each class, and in our case, a get-together at the area winery which had flourished in the years since I left my home town. My parents are gone now, but they did tout the winery and the growth of the property and its effects on our town.
By Janna Bruns6 years ago in Humans
