For the two of us, home isn't a place. It's a person.And we're finally home.
The way he looked at you? He wasn’t distracted. He was consumed.
Do you like it? I whisper.He pauses. The film?I'm thankful the shadows hide my blush.I like it very much, he says.
We straighten , bu our snickering is barely contained as we attempt to focus our attention on a picture of a discarded Coke can. This guy's lady love is kind of a slob, don't you think? he whispers.I...
You'll come home soon? I ask.The question makes him smile. Promise you won't forget me while I'm gone?I smile back. I promise.And as I walk away, I realize that I have no idea how I'll manage to stop...
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