The Rule Book
The fryer alarm went off for the fourth time that night and I swear I felt it in my teeth.
Amateur fiction writer in India, keeping company with a lazy orange cat and strong coffee while writing. Most of my posts live in Mature. I have a soft spot for secret, real conversation before the bedroom door closes, and clear enthusiasm once it does. Writing for fun and practice. Let me know which characters or settings you want more of. 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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The fryer alarm went off for the fourth time that night and I swear I felt it in my teeth.
My name is Sammie and I'm thirty-eight years old, and I have worked the front desk at the Maplewood Curling Club for eleven years.
I turned fifty-two on a Thursday, and that Friday night my boyfriend of three years asked me to pretend we had never met.
Nobody warns you about the invisible guest spot at a wedding.