Doughnuts With Love.

S C Richmond

Alone she waited for her lover. It was a cold autumnal evening, the street lights threw pools of light onto the ground where the trees had shed their dying leaves, such beauty in death. She kicked her way through the piles of gold with her collar pulled tight around her throat, nothing could cool her mood tonight.

She wasn’t beautiful or exceptional just average with blonde spikey hair. When she met Mark she was surprised to find that he had fallen in love with her, such a magical feeling, she never believed this could happen, she didn’t believe she was worth loving as it had been drilled into her by her Aunt after her parents abandoned her as a young girl. Then one night on a shopping trip she and Mark had both reached for the last pack of doughnuts, looked at each other and smiled, there and then they…

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