The last time someone dried my hair for me was in sixth grade, when i broke my arm." "How did you break it?" "I fell out of a tree." "You fell out of a tree?" "I think there was a boy and a dare involved." "Ah.
Tammara WebberI tilt her chin up and bend my face to hers, silently praising every woman who's had a hand in making her who she is.
Tammara WebberI breathed him in, closing my mouth tight and inhaling the scent of him through my nose. I felt sheltered by him. Safe.
Tammara Webber