Tink
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5 Stories by Tink
Female writing from a male perspective that came to her in a dream. The wind whispers through the window and rustles the white...
I pull up in the parking lot, getting front row parking, and sigh. I am not in the mood for this today,...
Will that complete your Starbucks order? “Grande Pike with a half pump of caramel and room for half and half?” Damn, he remembered....
He unlocked the door to his place and laced his fingers in mine as he drew me inside and I suddenly found...
The sounds of slow jazz fill the room as I look out over the frozen landscape that surrounds Lake Superior. The sun...
