Impossible Not To Imagine The Dead Observing

I Am Always Reading Or Thinking About Reading.

It Feels Good, Honey, But It Isn't Love.

If I Try To Summon Back His Face, The Sound Of His Voice, And The Sensation In My Stomach Like A Key Turning In A Lock When He Touched Me, I Lose Everything.

Literature, Art, Like Civilization Itself, Are Only Accidents.

I Have Read On A Kindle. But The Kindle We Had Only Worked For About Eight Months Then It Stopped Working. You Don't Have To Get Books Repaired.