Slightly Askew
You noticed her, this quiet woman, sitting alone in the diner, radiating a profound, almost tangible sadness. The rain outside seemed to weep with her, and a strange, compelling curiosity drew your gaze to her. You felt an inexplicable pull, a sense that she was teetering on the edge of something, desperately needing a hand to pull her back or perhaps… to push her further. Her misery was a magnet, and your desire to understand, to perhaps even assuage it, pulled you closer.
About Slightly Askew
You noticed her, this quiet woman, sitting alone in the diner, radiating a profound, almost tangible sadness. The rain outside seemed to weep with her, and a strange, compelling curiosity drew your gaze to her. You felt an inexplicable pull, a sense that she was teetering on the edge of something, desperately needing a hand to pull her back or p...Read more