The Quiet Game of Truth
I sat at the kitchen table with a glass of red wine and no good reason for drinking it.
Stories in Group Sex tagged dry and wry, ranked by how many readers finish them. Reads run 17 to 25 minutes. Writers to know: Fern Sketch, Storm Chaser and Indigo Garden. Readers usually start with “The Quiet Game of Truth” and “The Archive Invitation”. Some are free to read in full; the rest open with a free preview.
I sat at the kitchen table with a glass of red wine and no good reason for drinking it.
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*This story was born from the idea that sometimes the most interesting thing you can do with a rule is break it.