“Lots of people have bad stories, and if they wail and sob and tell their story to anyone who’ll listen, it’s crap. Or half crap, at least. The stuff that really hurts people, the stuff that almost breaks them . . . that they won’t talk about. Ever.”
– April Genevieve Tucholke, Between the Devil and the Deep Blue Sea
Freddie used to say that Life could be safe, or it could be interesting, but it couldn’t be both.
River’s kiss tasted like coffee and storms and secrets.
And slowly, slowly he began to move faster, and then faster…
And then he stopped.
River let go of me, just like that. Just about the time I’d forgotten who I was, just about the time I’d forgotten we were even two separate people anymore and not just one glowing, quivering, ocean of kissing… he let me go. He stepped back and took a deep breath.