Tag: Imagination

Flash Fiction: Warm Memories

I remember the warmth of the sun; how it felt on my face, how it turned my hair from brown to blonde. I remember the warmth of a good hug and a tender a kiss. It would start in my toes, reach the tips of my fingers, and […]

Our Fictitious Child

Austin and I do not want children, I have mentioned it here. It is something we have always agreed on. As much as our parents want more grandchildren, and as much as we are well aware we would make great parents, they will have to be learn to […]