Saturday's Storyteller: Ice
Ice by Belinda Roddie She preferred her whiskey neat, while I drank mine on the rocks. She ate her ahi tuna seared, while I devoured my serving raw. She was a fan of New York style pizza, while I fantasized about Chicago deep dish. And when we kissed each other, my lips were always cold from the ice. This week's prompt was provided by Arden Roddie.