Short Love Stories
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Story: “Tears in the Rain”
Rain kept steady on the old house, and the doors settled as if they had been listening. Loretta sat close to Clarence, careful where her skirt touched the damp boards, while the chair beside them creaked and went quiet again.
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Story: “Where not to touch the table”
Afternoon tea slides from one cup to the next, wrists steady, the table taking each small tremor. Bread is cut slowly; crumbs gather and are wiped away with the same careful hand, until the forgotten cups look clean enough to leave.
