The dating game was vicious. Instead of roses these were venus fly traps |Catching up with friends: lionaroundwriting

I’m Not Saying She’s a Soul Digger Posted: September 13, 2013 in Short Story   ‘Have you seen her?’ ‘White dress?’ That’s all I needed to say. A vigorous nod accompanied by a sleazy grin. Hell. Had we seen her?! We’d all stared at her over the rims of empty whisky glasses until the ice, cold burnt our top lips, […]