Toilet Paper Tears
A short story
2 min readMar 20, 2020
Bree sat at the kitchen counter, wine in hand, stripping off two sheets from the accompanying toilet roll every 20 seconds. She had run out of tissues in the midst of her streaming tears.
How could he have left her? The man she has loved for seven years. George. A happy-go-lucky kind of guy, a teacher, a hopeless romantic.
