A micro story:
A little white lie never hurt anyone.
That’s how it starts. A small lie, innocent in its origins, but it grows. Like a snowball, rolling, growing imperceptibly until, quite suddenly, it’s bigger than both of you, bigger than the house, bigger than the whole god damn block.
It was just a kiss.
You try to convince yourself.
Just a kiss, and nothing more.
And then the avalanche swallows you whole.
Thank you for reading,
~ Victoria Elizabeth