It is this kindness of his that unsettles me most. I can dodge a blow or block a knife. I am impervious to poison and know a dozen ways to escape a chokehold or garrote wire. But kindness? I do not know how to defend against that.
R.L. LaFeversWhen he laces his fingers through mine, my heart does its now familiar panicked flight, bumping painfully against my ribs. My shoulder twitches as if to pull my hand back, but my heart overrules it.
R.L. LaFeversHe smiles then, and even though it is well past midnight, its as if the sun has just come out.
R.L. LaFeversPerhaps that is because you mistake death for justice, and they are not the same thing at all.
R.L. LaFeversStichwörter: duval
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