You thought you had the choice to stay still or move forward, but your didn't. As long as your heart kept pumping an your blood kept blowing and your lungs kept filling, you didn't. The pang she felt for Tibby carried something like envy. You couldn't stand still for anything short of death, and God knew she had tried.
Ann BrasharesMots clés god death heart envy blood moving-forward lungs pang
Inhale and hold the evening in your lungs.
Sebastian FaulksMots clés evening inhale lungs
my lungs sucked at being lungs.
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