
Short Story: “Hey Milo”
If you haven’t read the first part of this story, head over to read Hello Rose before this half.
If you haven’t read the first part of this story, head over to read Hello Rose before this half.
I was being dripped on. It was more of a steady stream really, so I did what comes naturally to those being rained upon from an unknown location. My flailing arms bumped over my tea as my chair tipped backward, spilling me onto the forming puddle of my balcony. Continue reading “Short Story: “Hello Rose””