The Night Bus and the Ukulele
The text came in at half past nine on a Tuesday night, while I was wiping down the espresso machine for the third time because there was…
Based in UK. I started posting here to get the stories out of my head and onto a page. My wheelhouse is Romance, told in first-person past tense in a voice that is a bit rough around the edges. 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 text came in at half past nine on a Tuesday night, while I was wiping down the espresso machine for the third time because there was…
The phone went off at 4 a.m.
I was up on the ladder, halfway through a pine branch, when the door to the main hall banged open and somebody whistled at me.