Aggie and the Woman, Part 3

Later, after a hearty dinner, Aggie stood on the patio. Despite the darkness, she could make out the silhouette of the Swiss Alps in the distance. After six months in the country, she was no less transfixed by the mountains and how they seemed to touch the corners of the expansive sky. It was the …

Aggie and the Woman, Part 1

I spoke in my previous post about the transformative short story I wrote about a woman who had more in common with me as a person than I'd ever known in my own written fiction before. Happily sharing that short story with you in daily excerpts. See below for Part 1. **************************************************************************************************************************************** Aggie and the …