“Her eyes were always half on fire, lightning about to strike—and beautiful in a way that fires and lightning are beautiful, a kind of natural and graceful rage that made all living things stand back in awe” --Saenz
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“Please tell me you are joking. Please, please, please tell me.” I stand with my hands on my hips looking at my 6’5” police officer boyfriend in frustration. “Baby, I don’t make the rules or the schedules. I’m sorry. There is just no way I can be there.” He has a way of looking pitiful when he wants to. It’s one of the many frustrating things charming people are capable of. Six months ago...
Added 30 Nov 2016 | Category Reluctance
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