She did what she could for him. She kissed him in return. She lost her breath and both her hearts, and finally Turned to smoke and back.

Eleanore,” he whispered again, tilting his head to mine, his lips skimming past my cheek, his breath in my ear. “I’d wait forever for you, you know. If it mattered. If you’d care.””I do care,”...

nothing helped tea. It simply was what it was, which was boiling hot and flavorless.

I heard what you said. I’m not the silly romantic you think. I don’t want the heavens or the shooting stars. I don’t want gemstones or gold. I have those things already. I want…a steady...

We pretended to be of mud instead of stars. We pretended not to fly.