Doesn't that hurt?" I said. "Yep." "How do you keep them in there?" "I'm stubborn." You grinned. "Stubborn as a waddywood. And anyway, pain means it's healing." "Not always.
Lucy ChristopherYou nodded towards the cup. "Want more?" I shook my head. "What about the car?" "Didn't find it. You were heading back towards me when I found you." "Towards . . . ?" You nodded. "So I reckoned the car had probably got stuck or died somehow, and you were just coming home." "Home?" "Yeah." Your mouth twitched. "Back to me.
Lucy ChristopherThe sun was bobbing on the horizon, just peeking over. Its light shimmered on the sand behind you, making your body look like it was glowing โฆ like it had a kind of aura.
Lucy ChristopherThose blue, blue eyes, icy blue, looking back at me as if I could warm them up. Theyโre pretty powerful, you know, those eyes, pretty beautiful, too.
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