We are only an hour into this overnight train journey and he has not shifted his gaze. His eyes are a forceful shade of brown and they drill into me. I meet and hold his gaze for a minute orRead more…
The Penguin and the Albatross
She waited for him in her car and watched his long legs lumber down the driveway. It had only been a few days since she last saw him and she felt nervous. She didn’t know what to expect; would heRead more…