Whiskey, Cigarretes And Mind Reading

Genre: Romance, Fantasy

Summary:ย This is a short story, which I wrote some years ago for a course I took. The task stated โ€œA short story in which the protagonist can read mindsโ€. So, follow Jackโ€™s third meeting with a beautiful woman whose mind he’s struggling to read.

Publish date: 01/04/2026

Words count: 1,010

Read time: ~ 6 minutes

This story is my original work and is protected by copyright. You can read an excerpt here and the full story at Lina Narratives, following the link at the bottom.


โ€œMind your own thoughts, will you?โ€ she said inside her head as she puffed the cigarette smoke.

It quickly went up and slowly spread above their heads, gently fondling the dimmed lights of the bar and disappearing into the nothingness. One could not complain of her smoking, for the entire premise was filled with the heavy aroma, slightly mixed with alcohol fumes and the sweat of middle aged men who had nothing better to do with their miserable lives.

โ€œI have no idea what youโ€™re talking about,โ€ Jack said and smugly took a sip of his whiskey.

The liquid burnt his throat and he winced. Why did he bother once again? He was no drinker.

She smirked and leaned upon the bar. Her mysterious green eyes were piercing right through his soul like they knew more than they told. Could it be that she also read minds? This thought struck Jack and he looked away.

But if she could read minds, too, surely, she would have shown it somehow. After all, she would have learned on that particular evening the redness of her lipstick and her sweet perfume were secretly enchanting him. And the way her hair was held up with a few strands gently falling down at the sides of her face. Jack could read minds but somehow he just couldnโ€™t read her.

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