• She waited until the lights flickered on, and once they had she took a cautious step forward. Nothing moved. Okay. Good start. She shook her head to herself and tried to get her grip back. This was silly.

  • Bridget Grace commented on the post, offer 1 day, 16 hours ago

    I reached out my hand to her. She didn’t look at me. She wouldn’t look at me. I lamely pulled it back, flexing my fingers. Okay. We sat in silence for far too long. It was torture.

  • Bridget Grace commented on the post, gesture 4 days, 16 hours ago

    She widely gestured to the room. “This? This is what you’ve got?”
    He was confused, his eyes scanning over the surfaces, “Um… yes?”
    “Oh, darling, love of my life, bane of my existence,” she sighed.
    He laughed. She said things of this ilk often.

  • Bridget Grace commented on the post, purity 1 week ago

    She saw everything in it’s most simple terms. It was a moment of complete clarity, of boiling something down to it’s essence.
    He loved her.
    That was it. That was all there was to it.
    She wanted to make it more complicated than that. She saw brambles on the path. But she was imagining them, mistaking shadows from the past for obstacles on her…[Read more]

  • Bridget Grace commented on the post, chalkboard 1 week, 1 day ago

    She traced the dust on the chalkboard ledge. She couldn’t look at him. “I dunno.”
    “I think you do.” He said it gently, not accusingly. Like he knew her answering her own question was important.

  • She stifled a yawn. “It doesn’t seem like a big deal.”
    “It is a big deal.”
    “Okay, I believe you,” she blinked up at the screen.
    He waved his hand in front of her face, “Don’t fall asleep.”
    “I’m not… but… also maybe I am.”
    “You have to get this.”

  • Bridget Grace commented on the post, starlight 1 week, 4 days ago

    “I just don’t feel like writing today,” she said, staring at the glow-in-the-dark stars above her bed.
    “Okay. You don’t have to.”
    “I should. I’m a writer. I should write.”
    “Okay. Then just write a little.”
    She rolled over and looked at him, only realizing once she was face to face with him that he had been watching her as they talked.

  • Bridget Grace commented on the post, nominee 2 weeks ago

    She held her breath as the names were read, barely recognizing her own in the hubub of the crowd. No one really seemed to care about these particular awards; people were getting up from their seats and heading to the bathroom or grabbing drinks. But it mattered to her. A lot. It mattered.

  • Bridget Grace commented on the post, toughest 2 weeks, 3 days ago

    She bit her lip and looked around. This was easily the toughest judging she had done so far. Everyone was on the edge of their seats and she picked up the pen and her notepad. The tension was unbearable and made the hair on the back of her head stand up.

  • Bridget Grace commented on the post, market 3 weeks, 4 days ago

    She pushed her basket further up her arm, her eyes darting around, behind him. “Uh-huh.”
    “Are you okay?”
    “Yeah, yeah, I’m fine, just busy, you know, stuff to do.”

  • Bridget Grace commented on the post, handlebars 1 month ago

    She pulled back, trying to emulate the wheelies that she had seen the older boys in the neighborhood do. She got only about an inch off the ground before she panicked and set the bike back down squarely on the pavement.
    She kept moving. Forward, always.

  • Bridget Grace commented on the post, handlebars 1 month ago

    She pulled back, trying to emulate the wheelies that she had seen the older boys in the neighborhood do. She got only about an inch off the ground before she panicked and set the bike back down squarely on the pavement.
    She kept moving.

  • Bridget Grace commented on the post, ill 1 month ago

    She felt that familiar twinge in her stomach and she tried to push everything out of her mind. This wasn’t helpful.

  • Bridget Grace commented on the post, outlet 1 month ago

    She shoved her charger in and breathed a sigh of relief when the battery tone dinged. She had made it. She sat back and waited while the phone drank up the charge thirstily. Wiping her brow, she took stalk of her injuries. All manageable.

  • Bridget Grace commented on the post, insults 1 month, 1 week ago

    The words slapped her across the face, stinging. She blinked in the shockwave. “Oh.”
    Lucy didn’t turn to her. She stared at her notebook, perhaps out of shame.

  • Bridget Grace commented on the post, leaving 1 month, 1 week ago

    She turned around, checking her pockets. Phone. Keys. Wallet. Everything else was secondary. She exhaled. Alright. Onwards, then. She moved to go, but the nagging feeling she was forgetting something made her periphery jump in and out of focus. Touching her pockets. Phone. Keys. Wallet. That was everything. Right?

  • Bridget Grace commented on the post, polite 1 month, 1 week ago

    She cleared her throat. “Excuse me?”
    He barely looked up, “Yes?”
    “Andy…”
    At the sound of her voice saying his name, his eyes shot up to hers and his expression shifted. “Oh my God.”
    “I know I shouldn’t just barge in here… that’s not very Midwest of me.”

  • Bridget Grace commented on the post, itchy 1 month, 2 weeks ago

    She scratched her arm absentmindedly. It didn’t escape his notice.
    “Are you-”
    She looked down in horror.
    “Oh no.”
    “Okay, stay calm, it could be nothing.”
    “I was so careful.”
    “Meg.”
    “I thought we had the vaccine.”
    “MEG.”

  • Bridget Grace commented on the post, sequel 1 month, 3 weeks ago

    She turned the final page anxiously. It was over. But the story wasn’t done. She set the book aside and reached for the sequel. She would happily spend the entire afternoon reading. She didn’t even notice the sun setting and the smell of dinner coming from the kitchen.

  • She looked over the Jasper, who was shaking his tail expectantly. Dumb dog. She grinned and cocked her head. He knew what that meant and set off on a trail behind her as she walked across the beach.