Typewriter (Fiction Friday)

Hannah sat in her dad’s brown leather chair in his office. The only time Hannah really spent with her dad was when he was writing a new story. He would sit at his desk, the place where he said all his best writing happened, and Hannah would sit in his favorite leather chair. He would brew a pot of coffee for the two of them to share. Hannah would be curled up and reading her favorite book, while her father sat and typed away. They sat in silence on most days. Every once in a while her dad would ask for some input or Hannah would share a favorite passage. But for the most part all you could hear was the sound of the keys clacking away as he furiously typed his ideas and the occasional page turning from Hannah’s book. That’s what Hannah loved most about it. How relaxing it was. How she could feel close to her dad, even though no words were being spoken, just the sound of the typewriter.

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About A Geek At Heart

My name is Liz and I’m 22. I’m a college student from Massachusetts currently studying Public Health. I love traveling, reading, and photography. I also like elephants and maps. If you have a book you would like reviewed, feel free to contact me.
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