I Drove Through the Snow
Every morning I drive twenty miles in the dark. The quiet hour is the only time I'm not haunted by the divorce or the twin who left.
by StarlingParchment10 · 1mo · 2.7k warm reactions
2 stories
Every morning I drive twenty miles in the dark. The quiet hour is the only time I'm not haunted by the divorce or the twin who left.
by StarlingParchment10 · 1mo · 2.7k warm reactions
After a year of hiding from my own reflection, I looked in my father's old shaving mirror and saw him staring back. The spare button in the tiny plastic bag was still tucked in the corner, just as my mother had left it.
by StarlingParchment10 · 3mo · 15.6k warm reactions