Shadows pooled in the cracked pavement, salt clung to the rooftops, and the air carried the faintest trace of something burning, although nothing had caught fire.
"The door hadn’t even closed behind them when the woman had beelined toward the counter, her eyes void of any sparks but full of fire."
That is such a cool way to convey that aspect of someone.
Your stories end up subverting my expectations 90% of the time because I always think it'll end happy and then uhhhh well not always hahaha. (I love it, to be clear)
This was so incredibly sad. I'm going to have to take a while to recover now. I was so hoping that Lisette would make a different choice. Excuse me while I try not to cry.
This really is the best sort of compliment but I understand, I also struggled a little writing the end 💛 I was rooting for the poor girl all through editing
I loved loved the description in the beginning with the stooped houses and crooked streets. Man I was so hoping Lisette would choose differently, even if I’m not quite sure what it was. It’s like something about listening to the signs we need. They are there in front of us, yet so far from our own tunnel vision. Heartbreaking. The reveal of the fire was as well, it was a slow burn. Haha. Loved this one.
"The door hadn’t even closed behind them when the woman had beelined toward the counter, her eyes void of any sparks but full of fire."
That is such a cool way to convey that aspect of someone.
Your stories end up subverting my expectations 90% of the time because I always think it'll end happy and then uhhhh well not always hahaha. (I love it, to be clear)
More often that not, the way things go surprises me as well 😂
This was so incredibly sad. I'm going to have to take a while to recover now. I was so hoping that Lisette would make a different choice. Excuse me while I try not to cry.
This really is the best sort of compliment but I understand, I also struggled a little writing the end 💛 I was rooting for the poor girl all through editing
You are an amazing writer 💛
Thank you so much 🥹
Loved it as always! ❤️
A couple of questions:
1) Somberlain? Do you have a detailed image of it in your head? I'd love to know more, perhaps in another story.
2) I like to think the Four-Forty-Four is smaller-looking on the outside than it really is. Am I right?
Thank you 🥹💛
1) yep, it’ll have its own little spotlights. I have it as much fleshed out as the shop itself.
2) that’s absolutely correct. The shop knows no boundaries. The only one it has is probably its mood. Most times, it just feels too lazy to be more.
Exactly what I hoped you'd say! 💚
Can't wait to hear/read more.
I loved loved the description in the beginning with the stooped houses and crooked streets. Man I was so hoping Lisette would choose differently, even if I’m not quite sure what it was. It’s like something about listening to the signs we need. They are there in front of us, yet so far from our own tunnel vision. Heartbreaking. The reveal of the fire was as well, it was a slow burn. Haha. Loved this one.
“Slow burn” killed me, haha 😂 I’m ashamed I never thought of that pun before, thank you so much for the laugh! Happy to hear you enjoyed it
Loved this, especially the part about the town being awake in all the wrong places. (Also thanks for liking one of my posts!)
I’m so happy to hear you enjoyed it!
Captivating! 💕
Thank you so much! I’m happy you enjoyed it ☺️
This one was amazing, and sooo 💔😭
I’m happy to hear that you liked it 🥹 thank you for telling me