[Sorry if my writing is really rusty. It’s been quite a while since i’ve written any kind of fiction. I just needed to get this temptation off my chest.]
I was staying with my oldest friend, Brittany, to get back on my feet and find a job. She was to be my maid of honour. My fiancé was finishing his last week of work before moving to the city with me and I was feeling restless, trying to keep busy by investing all of time into searching for a new job. I wasn’t concerned about that, though. This was my town, and I could get anything I wanted here. I hated to admit to myself that it was nice not working for a week. It was a well-needed break.
I sat sipping my coffee at the kitchen table. It was almost noon. My friends two older brothers were staying there as well so I was enjoying the rare moment of solitude and the cool fall morning. There were few places that I truly felt at peace, but this place was one of them.