"He could see the sweat collecting on her forehead and above
her full lips. He didn’t want to move. He didn’t want to leave her alone in the
room. He was in love with her, he realized. He was in love with her being, her
body, the idea of her, the fact of her, the sound of her voice. But it was more
than that. Way more. He loved everything about her. The things she was
touching. The things she was looking at."
-- Robert Ellis, THE LOVE KILLINGS |
| Photo by Amy Nagdeman |
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