Medical History

Observing him for the first time since he brought her home, she noticed his bright eyes changed from green to grey and then, a mystifyingly maddening blue. She smiled as he handed her the swirling ochre drink. His room, illuminated by flickering candles positioned carefully around it, was furnished sparingly. “Lonely,” she mused; smiling into the alluring spectrum of his eyes as he shyly gazed…

Crocodile Tears

He died the night I thought I was dying. “I can’t breathe,” I whispered, when I heard his languid voice on the other end.“Why? What’s wrong?”Gasping, I described the excruciating pain in my lungs.“How bad is it, darling?” He asked, affecting anxiousness. I groaned in reply.I heard a sigh, laboriously drawn and I smiled in spite of the pain.“Why don’t you call a doctor?” he suggested.…