I just . . . knew, the way you know how to breathe or to pull your hand back from a hot stove.
Lilith SaintcrowWell, duh. You're cuter than she is." He said it like he might say, Grass is green or, Gravity works. Something warm opened up inside my chest. It was a nice feeling.
Lilith SaintcrowI wondered what Iโd end up looking like once I bloomed. I couldnโt even guess. If I had to be stuck in my own skinny, gawky, coltish body foreverโฆ well. It probably wouldnโt be so bad. I wouldnโt mind a little more in the chest, though. But wild horses wouldnโt drag that out of me. Ever.
Lilith Saintcrow