First πŸ’‹ kiss

        It was not the fact that the album had slipped from his hand or that his knees trembled as he balanced so precariously on the stool. It was not even the noise it had made when it hit the floor. No, his moment of heart stopping pain had been created by the appearance of two small, half-torn, brown tickets that had fallen silently from inside the album’s cover. ………………

Excerpt from a short story called – First Kiss – 1300 words

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