By Rachel Newcombe
Black Converse sneakers. Your first pair. We buy them at Tip-Top Shoes. We hold hands walking up Broadway, pass Happy Burger on 77th Street, share a frozen lemonade at the Starbucks on 86th. You grimace, yell, “Brain freeze!” Laugh and drink more. We swim at the public pool on 110th. Both of us are a teeny bit sunburnt. Tired, we catch the M104 bus home. You love your new sneakers. It’s a perfect New York City day.
Tonight your dad and I will tell you we are separating. This day will always be your before. Tomorrow will always be your after.
The moment I read Black Converse Sneakers I thought of my daughter. Brilliant story and great use of second person.
Dry strong 101 words. Especially the ending.
Thank you for reading, Scott.
Thank you!
Brilliant.
Much thanks for reading.
Powerful. That ending bringing in so much emotion to the day spent together .
I so appreciate you reading my story. Thanks.
Thanks Meg.?
Oops. A question marl slipped in.
Strong and well written. A great read! 🙂
Beautifully written, Rachel. Thank you for giving us an opportunity to read it.
Thank you for reading my story.
: ) Thanks.
So, so sad .
He’ll hate his Converse s for ever.
Perfect, sublime writing.
Thank you for reading, Tim.
Felt so sad at the end, truly shows how well you built up the story….
So appreciate you reading my story. Thank you.
Touching. A strong example of the harshness of reality for youngsters.
Exactly. ?