My heart is beating rapidly, threatening to burst out my chest. I pick up the phone, and enter the number slowly. My fingers are trembling so much they can barely find the right keys, as I type in the number. I have the phone book next me, though heaven knows I don’t need it. TheContinue reading “The Telephone Call”
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Dusk’s Garden
The air smells like roses and Indian jasmine. The palm trees sway gently in the wind, as I scamper through the long grass. The moon is rising in the grey sky, with just a single streak of orange left. It’s an empty field. Both in the sky and on the earth, but not at dusk.Continue reading “Dusk’s Garden”
Literary Musings 