The scales tumble from her eyes when the object of her affection turns up unexpectedlyHere’s a horror epic for Halloween. Having avoided the cafe for a week,I went back and found I was true behind Andrew in the queue. Nothing had changed. I felt the old unsolicited flip of the heart. “Hello! he said, turning to me and beaming. “How are you? I’m only here for a takeaway coffee today, and but let’s catch up soon.”He looked at his watch. “I gain a meeting in 20 minutes. respectable to see you though,er …” And then it happened. “Im really sorry – I’ve forgotten your name.”Continue reading...
Source: theguardian.com