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The Personification of Merlot
The Personification of Merlot Recitations Zelda had revisited the Prose & Wine café several times – well, twelve times to be exact – over the last four months. And it was all purely motivated by the opportunity to hear him read just one more time. She couldn’t remember ever hearing a lovelier recitation of any piece of classical work. She was sure that his voice, laced with a lilting and beautiful English accent, was a gift from the Gods, derived in ancient times. She still did not know his real name, since he was known only as The Eloquent Englishman when he read.
By Cindy Calder5 years ago in Humans
Thinking of her
The wind rattles the auburn leaves on the trees lining the pavement of my apartment complex as I watch the cigarette smoke twist its way from my hand up the gray autumn sky patched with thin white clouds. The air smells of the roasted coffee and pastries they serve in the Starbucks coffee shop down the street.
By Yvad Ssird5 years ago in Humans
Uptown Downtown
Up town Down town is a new story being written by Runcorn author, Joseph Roy Wright. This story is intended to become a short love story exploring a couple who meet in the British city of Liverpool. They both come from very different backgrounds, as Emily Burton is from Chelsea and Daniel Parkes is from Speke. The couple will meet in a Liverpool nightclub in this story and it will mostly explore their first meeting in this wonderful city full of night life and excitement. Their personalities will clash as the story goes on and there will be plenty of awkward silences. Daniel will become head over heels for this mysterious Londoner, but Emily will have her doubts, however falling for his more bad boy attitude. She'll start to think about how pretentious some of her old boyfriends were, while appreciating how laid back Daniel is. But will Daniel be able to fit in with her crowd? And how will Emily react when he tells her that he is a bin man! Up town Down town asks the old age question; do opposites really attract?
By Joseph Roy Wright5 years ago in Humans
Heaven Sent
As Laura walked through the door to her pleasant surprise she noticed the guy sitting that had caught her eye last night as she come out of the supermarket. The one who she had thought to herself well perhaps there is some guys in this town who can make her heart her flutter as she made sure she just casually glanced rather than stop and stare instinctually. It was more appropriate and she had this down to a fine art as she will never stare too long when an attractive guy is within view. Was this a coincidence or just a random thing? She was a little intrigued and somewhat a little breathless to say the least and she knew it wasn't from running late a moment ago. He introduced himself as Cabe.
By Maggie Moo5 years ago in Humans
Dream Date
(Sigh of accomplishment) Sitting hear thinking, three years today, the eleventh day of September, I started sobriety, not one drop of wine on my tongue. I’m eating better, exercising, & loving myself more than I ever have in the past. My girl Juju decided this was a great opportunity for a night of celebration out on the town. I was a bit hesitant but, I finally caved into the idea and I knew I was strong enough to avoid any urges of alcohol. Alright, I get home and ravage through my closet for the perfect outfit, can you believe everything was either too tight or too conservative. I rush to the shopping mall to piece together a popping outfit. It’s already six o’clock and Juju is picking me up at seven thirty, I finally find the perfect fit and I’m running, literally to get back home. On my way out the door I run chest first into this guy walking into the store, my bags fly one way and I fly the other. He immediately come to help me up and apologizes for running into me, I was getting up to let him know it was me that ran into him but my words froze when we were face to face. He was memorizing with handsomeness, as he continued to pickup all my items and give them to me, I just stood there. I got all my bags and went on my way with my mind continuously playing the event at the store’s entrance. I made it home and quickly cleaned up and dressed myself just as Juju was pulling blowing her horn. As we are on our way, I tell Juju about the events leading up to now. She asked me why didn’t I get his phone number because I was over due in regards to getting back into the dating game; I just shook my head. We reach The One bar and dance spot, the scene was off the hook, the music was great, the atmosphere had great energy and my water on ice was the perfect drink. Juju tried to convince me a number of times throughout the night to have just one sip of wine but I simply refused to do so. We danced for hours on the dance floor until my feet were screaming for a break. I sit down at a table by myself because Juju was having dance fever. The waitress comes to my table and place a glass of Merlot in front me, I’m like, “ I didn’t order this.” The waitress replies the man sitting at the end of the bar looking this way paid for it and requested it to be brought to you. I look, I’m shocked and speechless, it’s the guy from the store. I compose myself and have a quick pow wow with myself in my head, do I take a sip? Do I send it back? What do I do? The waitress begins to walk away, I yell out, “ wait!” She comes back to my table, I tell her to let him know I don’t drink but I’ll take one sip if he comes take a sip with me of his own drink. She relays the message and I see him getup and begin to walk my way. He’s sitting in front me and he introduces himself and I in return introduce myself. He breaks the ice with a corny joke, I laugh and he smiles. He tell me let’s make a toast to you not being a drinker and to you not taking anymore sips after this one. I sip the Merlot and I wake up, it was all a dream, but, a good one.
By Khalilah White5 years ago in Humans
Date Night
As the waiter poured the deep red glass of Merlot down my white shirt, all I could think was thank god. The man sitting across from me, tall, dark, and handsome as they come, was truly the dullest creature I have ever met— and before you judge me, I had really, really tried. Not only was I struggling to carry on any form of conversation with this man, but he had also spent half of the evening staring at my chest, which was now graciously covered by a coating of red wine and six napkins (both of which, thankfully, doused on me by the panicked waiter), and the other half interrupting me with facts about the only topic he seemed interested in: industrial beef farms (I was, of course, having a steak).
By Jessica Traub5 years ago in Humans
