(Here’s a short story I wrote a few years ago and have always been fond of. Hope you enjoy!) Grayson Hightower did not understand what it meant to be happy. He was not a superfluous man. He was a businessman. Forty-five, living in a posh penthouse overlooking the harbor—and he had yet to spot aContinue reading “Rena”
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Lacuna
(Thought I’d share a short story I wrote several years ago and only just stumbled across.) Lacuna by: Allie Frost Café La Bréche was unusually busy for a Thursday morning. Outside, beneath the bright yellow awning, every table was occupied. To foreigners, the café advertised ‘Paris in a cup,’ but toContinue reading “Lacuna”
