Good – Ana Gord

Good evening, he said with never forgotten lips, and what was so good about it? My head hurt from the pressure of his presence and poor, long-lost heart was pounding. ‘Evening, because indeed, the evening…

Self-control

No. No. No. No. Let’s – no. What is its job after all? What’s the point of my present NO? Greater good? Because this present YES appear to know what it’s doing, and that NO for the sake of future…