Chapter 3 | By the End of Dinner

A compilation of stories, inspired by true events
previous chapter Chapter 2 | Dry Eyed 

I was told of a time when Carl served a couple for dinner.
Only by the end of dinner they weren't a couple anymore.

I imagined the conversations they had over eye fillet and quinoa salad.

I'm sorry for the way I've been acting all week.
You didn't make contact with me at all til yesterday. What is wrong with you?
I'm sorry.
 ...
I've been thinking.
Me too.
...
It just doesn't feel right.
Since when-

He said the food was left untouched, the conversation left open and untied.


next chapter Chapter 4 | Your Friend is a Girl, Right?