The story of how a life is wrenched apart by the repercussions of another person’s addiction. When one last smoke burnt the last straw.
Smoke billowed from his maw. His cigar was nearly out. As he sipped his scotch, he stood there, gazing out of the window, as if searching for something.
I was a doctor. A good one. About twenty patients a day – fifteen minutes with each – not a bad little practice. I don’t know how many patients I saw
This short story love is about first crush and first love of a guy. Life changed for him when a girl entered in his life. But what happened finally?