Her alarm clock was a hand on her shoulder, a kiss on the cheek, the smell of coffee and a hot cup at her bedside. Waffles prepared from scratch, the highlight of her morning. Her only complaint was the recurring sight of a pair of dirty socks lying next to the laundry basket.
But for the first time in months, she overslept. Arrived late to work, stomach empty, takeaway coffee in hand, freshly haunted by the unfamiliar touch of cold, smooth linen on the undisturbed side of the bed.
She would give anything to pick up those socks one more time.
Beautiful. Thank you.
Thank you, Michelle!
An evocative, wonderful piece of writing. Kudos.
Thank you, Kevin!
Well written and beautiful story.
Thank you, Dart!
This hollows me out every time I read it.
Thank you, Shoshauna! I enjoyed the editing process with this story.
Hello Elizabeth,
Evocative writing. Splendid!
Thank you, Cathryn!
That made me emotional. Painfully sad and painfully real.
Lovely writing, nice 🙂
Thank you for reading!
poignant