Washington Square Novels & Stories

Sophia adjusted the oversized sunglasses on her face as she slipped into the back corner booth of the small, dimly lit café in a quiet part of Brooklyn. It was the kind of place no one important would ever be caught dead in...faded booths, burnt coffee smell, and a bored waitress who barely looked up from her phone. Perfect for this.

She tilts her head to the side in a mock gesture and says jokingly Well who doesn’t like past, I mean really. The city lights shine brightly as the car moves through the city’s streets rolling hills and crowded sidewalks as the drive into the city’s neighborhood Rainier Square is bustling with activity with the mall near by and the square full of tourists looking at the affluent building Rainier Square towers is a sight to behold. Zora has been to the mall but never inside the buildings and as they pull up her heart starts to pound feeling out of pace and under dressed. As they arrive at the The Residences at Rainier Square the concierge opens the doors for her and she steps out into the eve

“Send them up now”, orders the widow, she is curious due to the detail of the urgency. Twelve years later, present day... In a certain square, well-treed and full of concrete tables with black and white squares printed on each of them and just two concrete benches on each side of them, there used to be several people at a certain time in the late afternoon competing between itself the game that gave its name to the square in the center of the city's capital. The place became the most pleasant of all due to the cool climate, the birdsong and the fish swimming in the lakes. A colossal contrast with the concrete jungle that forms a kind of suffocating and noisy barrier.