Never thought he will meet her on that eventide. She had worn that beautiful long white skirt outfit and the grey cap.
The waves washed her little finger with those ebbs and flows. 119 more words
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‘He is not your best friend’. JG says.
‘Whatever…’ I say defiantly.
We have had this conversation before. It happens once or twice a year. This time it’s on my birthday, when I get a phone call from my (best) friend Daniel, wishing me a happy birthday. 481 more words