Hope in the Rain.

She stood by the edge of the shop, you know, the corner where the sheets are barely enough to cover you but still do a sufficient job to guard you from the weather. She looked at her feet, new suede shoes about to get ruined because the man next to her insisted on taking on…

Hush, hush.

She sat curled up by the sofa. Her eyes were watery and her nose swollen from all the crying. She couldn’t help herself. She felt so sad. She looked at the empty bowls by her side; crisps and ice cream didn’t help any more. They were done and her stock was over. To make it…