Confidant Chapter Seven

‘There’s something about coffee with you that feels weird,’ Charlotte said, stirring in her third pack of sugar. ‘You mean because we’re always getting smashed when we’re together?’ James added milk to his. ‘Exactly.’ The Sunday afternoon brought a chill with it that seemed colder to James than the previous days, though the weather reports… Continue reading Confidant Chapter Seven


Confidant Chapter Six (Part Two)

It wasn’t even an hour since the furniture arrived when the Allen wrench had already begun to dig uncomfortably into James’ palm. He had a new red sofa with two matching armchairs to put together, and he was beginning to wish he had found someone to hire to put them together for him. He had… Continue reading Confidant Chapter Six (Part Two)