Stories related to love

Love was just another word Consuelo encountered in her first class to learn English. The teacher’s smile showed dimples she could drown in.

The retired bachelor strolls to his mailbox. He sniffs the card, places it inside, and lifts the flag. Fluffy ducklings nip at his heels.

A stonemason chips away at his last job before retirement. It will be his best. A headstone, carved with passion. ‘My beloved, my wife.’

They took the silver brick road to the Mines of Rubies, where the witch was renowned for her pitchfork and reasonably-priced love potions.

He made her an oil painting of their love and loyalty, which she secretly sold to buy herself a diamond ring.

Hot damn! A mail-order bride! Harris placed his order. She arrived a fortnight later, but it didn’t work out. They’d forgotten air-holes.