Sand and Salt
We came to Pelican Shores on a Friday in late October, me and Albert, three years married and both of us twenty-eight going on…
Amateur fiction writer in London, keeping company with an opinionated black cat and strong coffee while writing. Most of my posts live in Loving Wives. I have a soft spot for teacher and student of desire, real conversation before the bedroom door closes, and clear enthusiasm once it does. Constructive comments and favorites are always welcome. Ranked by how many readers finish them. Some are free to read in full; the rest open with a free preview.
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We came to Pelican Shores on a Friday in late October, me and Albert, three years married and both of us twenty-eight going on…
Okay, so let me tell you how I ended up kissing a total stranger on a cold beach in September, because honestly I still can't quite…
Fair week again.
I fix pipes for a living.