Genre: FICTION / Horror
Cabin Of Memories and other short stories, is a collection of short stories that explore the human condition with dark humor, pathos, and in a satirical way at times. Each story stands alone and explores different lives and worlds of people. But they are all connected through their particular experiences and how they decide to face these circumstances.
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"Here's your coffee." Said the waitress. I had ordered a regular coffee, black with some sugar packets.
"Thank you." I said as she walked away. It must have been 12 noon or something. Perhaps a bit too late for coffee. But coffee has never worked too well for me anyway. It wears off pretty quick. I just like the taste. It's always better when someone is at the other end of the table though.
Then I looked up and saw a woman. She was reading a book. She looked like someone that had been haunting my dreams. But in a good way. She had raven black hair. Short. But not too short that it appeared that she was attempting to make some sort of statement. She looked like a type of chick that took no bull from anyone. But kind at the same time. She wore no makeup. But unlike some other women, this did not hinder. Perhaps it aided her, it exposed her natural beauty.
I all of a sudden had all of these feelings arise in me. It was as if this woman was activating memories that I had long forgotten. Without even speaking to her I was having an emotional response. I knew that I had to speak to her.
I got up and walked right to her. I submerged all of my feelings of nervousness as I walked over to her. I knew that I had to meet her.
I arrived and she looked up to me. Her eyes were greenish brown. And they had a sparkle to them. She looked mystical without trying. Most women could only achieve that by wearing some sort of garden crown on their head.
"Hey." I said to her. "I don't believe that I've ever seen you here before."
"Doesn't look like it." She said with this ooze of coolness.
"Let's rectify this." I said. So far I was on point. I sat down right in front of her. She appeared impressed by my take charge attitude.
Translation in progress. Translated by João Ulisses de Melo Filho
Translation in progress. Translated by CESAR TORRES