She speaks softly to you and you know you’re supposed to speak back. That’s what you paid her for after all.

Nicole Spangler lives in Florida and is still trying to decide if she should speak back.

He looked at the woman he barely knew. His future wife, and between them only words. Love would never strike. But it would blossom.

Arjun Byju is a fourth-year medical student in New York City.

Wendy feels panicky. The bread is moldy, there is nothing to cook for lunch, and her son is already talking about Sunnyside retirement home.

Fiona H Evans (@FionaHEvans) is a mathematician and occasional writer of stories.

Waiting in line to pick up his prescription, she tried not to look too eager.

C.D. Marcum (@CD_Marcum) is a haiku poet who talks too much.

She ran every morning. Not because she wanted to, but because she hoped it would fix something.

Ben Lockwood doesn’t know how to swim, so he’s always drowning.

They left last Monday, but no one noticed; things carried on all the same.

If the Universe had realized that was it, it would have protested.

Simeon Care is an English writer, currently on submission, who has been obsessed with stories for as long as he can remember.

I never saw her again after that day. Not really. Life just got in the way. But it was a great party. Magical. Everyone loved our wedding.

James Patrick Focarile lives and writes in the Pacific Northwest.

The reason he called. He felt guilty about the fight you started.

Raymond Sloan lives in Ireland and writes.

She checked the numbers while he was upstairs. “Any luck?” Her heart skipped. They all matched. My god. “Nah. I do need to go out, though.”

@SimonKewin is the pseudonym used by an infinite number of monkeys who write from a secret location in the English countryside.

A prince walked in on his mother, the queen, with her lover. He said nothing. For love? No. He gained two allies that day.

Daniel Boyko is a writer.