“Intercultural Book Club. Join us! Every Sunday 6pm.” The poster hung alone on a blank wall in my dorm building. As someone who had just moved in and loved novels it seemed like an easy way to meet people. So that Sunday evening, I grabbed my current read and headed to the common room. A … Read more
The river town of Maravelle was never loud, never hurried. The air always smelled faintly of jasmine and salt, and the days blended into evenings with a kind of peaceful surrender. For the locals, it was a place where time rested its feet. For Eva, it was a place she had once called home. Ten … Read more
A city where clocks keep polite time. A café that opens only to those carrying regret. She enters for warmth — she leaves with a meeting that bends the calendar. 1. The Rain That Wouldn’t Let Go The rain began at lunch and finished the week. It fell in long, polite sheets and in sudden, … Read more