There is no real ending. It’s just the place where you stop the story.
It is quite easy to let someone in but almost impossible to let go of them. 220 more words
Finally, the penny dropped this evening and I’ve worked out the identity of his lover! It’s been a slow drip-drip of tiny clues and little comments from him over the last eight weeks that suddenly welded themselves into pretty much an absolute certainty this evening. 747 more words
It’s that time of year again. the end of winter. the season i live for is fading out. it didn’t last nearly long enough. most people would think i am insane for feeling this way, and i would tell them: … 120 more words