Love Short Story by Anton Chekhov

Love

THREE o’clock in the morning. The soft April night is looking in at my windows and caressingly winking at me with its stars. I can’t sleep, I am so happy! “My whole being from head to heels is bursting with…

Where Lovers Dream

For years I was saying to myself—Just so you will act when you meet him. Just so you will…

A 2013 Love Story

No, I didn’t meet him on the internet. I met him in another life. Or, we met serendipitously at…

AN OCCURRENCE AT OWL CREEK BRIDGE

THE MILLENNIUM FULCRUM EDITION, 1988 A man stood upon a railroad bridge in northern Alabama, looking down into the swift…

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