Cerulean left. I wondered if she was from Flower Planet. Blue flowers were rare - one might take a name from that.

My heart hasn't beat in almost ninety years but this was different it was like my heart was gone like I was hallow like I'd left everything here with you.

She wasn't speaking to me - in the juvenile, petty sense of the phrase.

Only a teenage boy would agree to this: deceiving both our parents while repairing dangerous vehicles using money meant for my college education. He didn't see anything wrong with that picture. Jacob was a gift from the gods.

Happiness expanded like an explosion inside me – so extreme, so violent that I wasn’t sure I’d survive it.

The laughter in his deep-set black eyes, the feverish heat of his big hand around mine, the flash of his white teeth against his dark skin, his face stretching into the wide smile that had always been like a key to a secret door where only kindred spirits could enter.

Nature taking its course - hunter and prey, the endless circle of life and death.