Can I Telepathically Make a Woman Love me 4,000 Miles Away?
Short Fiction from a Quora Question
His face appeared in the milk. I froze in mid-action. By the time I blinked, he was gone. Only the rising vapor from the ceramic cup and Sophie’s gentle call.
“Annie, is there something in the cup?”, she said. She was going to tear the shop down for our money’s worth.