The Girl In The Cafe

It's Writer's Island time again. The prompt this week is extravagant. My story is a bit of an anti-corporate rant. I just couldn't help it. THE GIRL IN THE CAFÉ Miranda hated the bag George, her boss, had given her, handing it to her reverently like it was the Holy Grail. ‘It’s a Prada Nappa... Continue Reading →

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