Phiona and Charles (pt2)

When Phiona awoke in the morning, she headed straight to her desk and reached groggily to open the laptop lid. Her hands fumbled in empty space. Confused, she rubbed her eyes and took in the empty space on her desk. The laptop was missing. The extra monitor was also missing. In place of her keyboard… Continue reading Phiona and Charles (pt2)

Phiona and Charles (pt1)

Phiona was working on her latest novel. It was late. She was hunched over the laptop, staring at the screen, struggling with writer’s block. She would occasionally pound the desk or pull at her hair. Charles watched her, silently, from the doorway. After a few minutes, he called to her, “Phi. Come to bed.” He… Continue reading Phiona and Charles (pt1)