He was like a living, breathing painting on an all-male canvas.

“The power of the anger flowing through me, the urge to get back to Perry while …”

“Perry, I’ve wanted you since the moment I saw you. I’m not going to stop showin…”

“Somehow, by dealing with the dead, I had never felt so alive.”

“Sometimes it felt like looking at his face and just accepting the way things we…”