The  photos were left with him. He felt a bit sad, assuming now that the photos were unimportant or wrong. He would've been more happy had Jasmine taken them with her. Instead he was here staring at them trying to make sense out of them.

Jasmine had left his apartment almost...

He went to the post office twice a week to collect mail sent to the Non Profit he worked for. It was a small organization with a small budget, not enough for office space, barely enough to pay the wages of the team. Instead they listed their address as a...