The Lieutenant and the Baker
Walter Hartman had been forty-two years old for three months, and he still wasn't used to it.
Warm and nostalgic stories, from quick reads to long series. Most warm and nostalgic stories here sit in exhibitionist & voyeur and romance. Reads run 14 to 24 minutes. Writers to know: Midnight Stage, Pearl Gallery and The Ochre Novel. Readers usually start with “Comet Light Over Us” and “The Locksmith's Van”. 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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Walter Hartman had been forty-two years old for three months, and he still wasn't used to it.
The siren went off a little after six on a Tuesday evening, and it was the kind of sound that made your teeth hurt before your brain…
The announcement came over the speakers at four forty on a Tuesday, and Rana Allbright heard maybe half of it.
Preston had been at his desk since six in the morning, and by nine that night the words on his screen had stopped meaning anything.
Mara Kingston was thirty-four years old, and she missed being watched.
I took the tree lot job because my life had gotten so predictable I could schedule my boredom.
Okay, so let me set the scene, because you need the scene to understand how a man ends up with his hand in his supervisor's hair on a…
The house lacked air conditioning, and the temperature made its feelings known.
The wall between Mollie's kitchen and Collette's kitchen was about as thick as a phone book, and on Tuesday nights it carried every word…
The quiet is the thing nobody warns you about.
Nik texted me at six to say he was locking up soon, and I typed back one line: stay late, food's coming.
I owed Cherise a favor.
I'm Willa.
The van was exactly where Tyler said it would be, back behind the shop in a gravel lot full of old paint cans.
I'm Liv Hall, fifty-two years old, and I want it stated up front that I did not plan any of this.
My name is Naomi, I'm thirty-three, and I fix transmissions for a living.
I turned sixty-two this fall, and I figured by then I'd know better than to wear my heart to my own son's wedding.
I teach yoga for a living, which means I spend my days telling other people to breathe through the hard parts.
Marcy Webber was thirty-four years old and she was living inside a snow globe.
The whole mess started, like most of my problems, because Maddy wouldn't leave me alone.
Midnight Stage, Pearl Gallery, The Ochre Novel, Cypress Watch
Warm and nostalgic stories, from quick reads to long series.
Some stories are free to read in full, with no account. The rest open with a free preview; members read everything.
Most warm and nostalgic stories take 14 to 24 minutes, and the average is 19. Sort by shortest to start small, or follow a series to get each part as it lands.