I live on the first floor of my apartment building. This usually means that I have to keep the curtains drawn so that no one peeks in and sees that I've ordered Pad Thai for the third night this week. It usually also means that I hear every coming and going of every one of … Continue reading “Sometimes” – A Short Story by Pepper O’Brien
I have this small issue in which I like too many things. Before you assume that this is yet another story of a girl who flits from passion to passion on an almost daily basis without every sticking to anything, allow me to put your mind at ease (and send my own anxiety flying off the rails). I don’t actually give up any of the things I decide I like.