Flash Fiction: Roller Rink
“You’re falling all over yourself,” Max rolled his eyes. Next to her, he skated seamlessly, somehow finding a way to be as graceful in rentable roller skates as an ice […]
“You’re falling all over yourself,” Max rolled his eyes. Next to her, he skated seamlessly, somehow finding a way to be as graceful in rentable roller skates as an ice […]
I thought I saw you in the Battleship the other week, nursing a drink. It had been so long since I last saw you. You were at the opposite end […]