EIGHT LIES (About The Truth): A Collection Of Short Stories - Plot & Excerpts
Every day the memory returned. A sense memory, rising spontaneous and unbidden, the taste right there on his tongue, as intense and intoxicating as the hot summer night she’d spread her long legs and invited him in. Every day. And with it came a flood of other memories. Freckled face, beautiful and creased by middle age; proud nose, nostrils like elongated teardrops; hooded eyes, intelligent, perceptive, but also wounded and needy. Slender fingers stroking his cheek, then clutching the hair on the back of his head as he went down. And every day he picked up his cell phone, brought her number up on the screen, determined to either call or delete the number from its memory. But he couldn’t call, and he couldn’t erase her number from his phone, and above all else, he couldn’t erase the taste of her from his mind. He didn’t believe in love at first sight. Love at first sight was the stuff of fairy tales and romance novels.
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