Stories by awriterssojourn

A faint beeping was going off somewhere in the distance. Mason thought of the coffee pot as he opened his eyes to the morning light illuminating the bedroom through the curtains. He stretched out under the soft sheets of the bed and realized he was alone. It was Saturday, so he was in no rush to...

The schedule on Sophie’s computer showed just one more patient before she could go home for the evening. She sighed, looking forward to the end of the work day. She had a few minutes before the appointment, and she thought back over the last few years. Sophie had married her college...