Pendaria, picked up her phone, light luminates her eyes, casting Moonlight’s shadow on her face. She turns on her back to answer the call. “Hello, Luscious.” She heard on the other end. His voice; what she needed taking her up and away.
His conversation was sweet, earnest. His laugh eased easy calming. Lately it was heavy on her mind. “Yes, sweetie, I am.” “My day was grand.” Pendaria listened, his conversations something to grasp when her night slips away, and she loses her grip. Needing a fix of his touch, which was at this point; his voice.
#99WordStory
By Pamelap
Advertisement
Like this:
LikeLoading...
Published by yourplateormine967244485
I am a Texas transplant from Virginia Beach and I love family, food, and entertaining with friends! On any given weekend you will find me out enjoying the city having dining & sipping moments with family and friends.
Besides being a foodie and an avid sports fan, l love writing as well!
I enjoy writing poetry, articles on my dining experiences and short stories. Look for my musings and written expression each day and let me know what is on your mind too. As my cousin, Kendra Edozie, quoted: It All Begins With Just A Thought.
View all posts by yourplateormine967244485
Your Plate or Mine 