With the tip of his paintbrush, he soaked up one of her tears. “You’re even more beautiful when you cry, … More
Tag: Short Story
Deep Cuts – Flash Fiction By Rebecca L. Taylor
I noticed her belly first. She was wearing a form-fitting, emerald green sweater that stretched over her rounded belly effortlessly. … More
The Old Wooden Footbridge – A Short Story by Rebecca L. Taylor
“Do you ever wonder where they go?” Anna was gazing down at the water rushing past her feet. “Where who … More