Then your fingers moved down to my chin. You pushed it up with your thumb to look at me, almost like you were studying me in the artificial lights above my head. And, I mean, you really looked at me … with eyes like two stars. [...] And I had wings fluttering away inside me all right. Big fat moth wings. You trapped me easily, drew me toward you like I was already in the net.

Lucy Christopher

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Your eyes were too intense to stare into for long.

Lucy Christopher

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Ty?” I said, trying out your name, liking the way it sounded. “So what’s it like anyway? Australia?”
You smiled then, and your whole face changed with it. It kind of lit up, like there were sunbeams coming from inside you.
“You’ll find out,” you said.

Lucy Christopher

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I didn’t want the person standing there, beside the bed, to have the same face I’d found so attractive at the airport. But you were there all right: the blue eyes, blondish hair, and tiny scar. Only you didn’t look beautiful this time. Just evil.

Lucy Christopher

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There were tiny stars behind my eyelids, a whole galaxy of tiny, spinning stars.

Lucy Christopher

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The deep blue of your eyes had secrets. I wanted them.

Lucy Christopher

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Your beautiful mouth was moving like a caterpillar. I reached out and tried to catch it.

Lucy Christopher

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I remember the lights turning into blurs of blazing fire. I remember the air-conditioning chilling my arms. The smell of coffee smudging into the smell of eucalyptus.

Lucy Christopher

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It was like I’d stepped out into an afterlife. Only there were no angels.

Lucy Christopher

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The sun was bobbing on the horizon, just peeking over. Its light shimmered on the sand behind you, making your body look like it was glowing … like it had a kind of aura.

Lucy Christopher

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