She Smiled With All The Delight Of

We're Invisible. I've Never Been Here With Someone Else. It's Different Being Invisible With Someone.

Long Week. Long Month. Long Life.

He Missed That, Too, And It Hadn't Even Happened.

What Matters To You Defines Your Mattering.

Cold,” He Said, Pressing A Finger To My Pale Wrist. “not Cold So Much As Underoxygenated,” I Said. “i Love It When You Talk Medical To Me,” He Said. He Stood, And Pulled Me Up With Him, And Did Not Let Go Of My Hand Until We Reached The Stairs.