Small love stories: “Serendipity still exists”

Another passenger joins Lyft. Now I may be late for my appointment. “Mustafa?” He asks the new contestant. “Yes. Melissa?” Wait a moment, I think. I am on my way to meet Melissa. “Melissa?” I say. “Yes?” You respond. “It is Eric.” She does not put two and two together. The embarrassing silence entails this. Mustafa says: “Oh, you are already going to the same place.” “Really? Why are you going there?” Melissa asks. “Oh, I think I am going on a date with you,” I say. Mustafa laughs. We join. I feel very long to be, despite applications and algorithms, still exist. – Eric Muir

Our eyes first met behind ski glasses while we rode together in a chair. I was immediately fond of this handsome deity that is highlighted to the ski coach. Our mountain romance escalated to a marriage proposal – its courageous attempt to silence hidden desires. After a fantastic wedding, a couple and a promoter said together, “I could no longer hide,” gay. After years of destruction, we re -call. He met our eyes again, but for the first time, we saw each other clearly. I now accept him on the authentic, and I know him as a friend for life. – Lina Lambert


Over the years, my brothers and I built our private lives. The days of living across the hall from each other and celebrating every vacation together are memories. People say they “move”, which means for me that they were not only left behind their old lives, but the people who love them. While I sit in nostalgia for New York, I see my phone shining. My younger brother, Sandyb, calling Connecticut, and my little sister, Navnet, in North Carolina, left me five text messages. A quiet reminder that growth does not mean that growth. – Yasmine Golaria

After my ablution, I traveled east to sleep under my father’s roof. You found me in the kitchen, crying in the neck of my mother’s bathroom. Get something about running tasks, hold your credit cards, wrapped in rubber bars, and charge the door. An hour later, I returned with the grocery store package, which is the arrangement of very excessive flowers that there was no vase at home. You, my veteran mother in the army, spoke shyly after that. “I don’t know how to fix it, but I thought this might help.” – Irene Leich Kimon

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