1. Short Story - The Man
... he would smile and I would sway. Our love was not a story of prolonged anguish and betrayal. It was not a harlequin romance, nor any shade of Grey. Our love affair was quick, beautiful, finite and everlasting. It had started when I was fifteen and Tsotne nineteen. I was walking on the outskirts of Yekaterinburg in the winter. Snow covered the streets like blankets of ... Yorkers sat around me, talking, laughing holding and their coffees with two hands. Over the muddled chatter that riddled the cafe I head first silence and then music. A song. A song whose notes flowed like the paint str...
- Word Count: 1483
- Approx Pages: 6
- Grade Level: High School