SETH RIVERA AND THE ULTIMATE BLACK CARD

Ease My Soul

Then, they went round a corner and stumbled in front of an old shop that was a favorite of Phoebe. Its shelves were full of worn out novels and the odor of paper and ink was coming from the half opened door. There was something familiar about it, something that she could come back to without the sting of the memories.

“Want to go in?” Emma questioned while pointing out Phoebe’s lingering looks.

Phoebe nodded her head, she was feeling a certain kind of way she couldn’t quite describe as she looked at Ben. Inside the store, she ambled around the store, hands gliding over the books’ backs. She stopped at one that she recognized from the novel which she had read when she was still in her budding stage of relationship with Seth. The memories flooded back: old Sunday mornings, coffee, laughter and dreams that used to be so bright and promising.

Staring into space, she almost didn’t hear the voice behind her when it spoke. “You look like you’re looking for something,” said a voice softly