Scream for ice-cream

‘That’s fine, but I won’t be too interested in tasting….the icecream’ he’d messaged her, and she remembered how she had nervously giggled. At her phone, because he wasn’t even there when he’d sent it. And now, with her hands trembling around the tub of Ben and Jerries, she recalled that one simple message. The conversationContinue reading “Scream for ice-cream”

Busted!

The type of neighborhood I live in is one of those close-knit communities where everyone knows everyone (as I’ve previously covered in my Christmas drama in a ‘Peer Pressure’ blog). This means that I have the type of neighbors who are very acutely and actively invested about knowing everything about everyone, as well. You knowContinue reading “Busted!”