A second figure materializes right before Stephen’s eyes, hissing and waving its hands all around Stephen. Both figures set out to walk around Stephen.
It’s Okay to Cry: A Short Story
Helen collapsed on the brown leather chair. She stared at the spotless grey carpet. The lighting from the natural light coming in from the large windows bothered her eyes, so she kept her sunglasses on. Her life coach, Gregory, a guy in his mid-forties, hazel eyes, leaned on his desk while waiting for Helen to … Continue reading It’s Okay to Cry: A Short Story
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