She made herself look away and spotted a little bookstore on the corner across the street. “Ooh, we should stop in there when they open,” she said, pointing.
“Though – I probably shouldn’t, actually. I already have more books with me than I can read.”
He shrugged. “So? I’m not sure it counts as vacation unless you come home with more books than you brought with you.”
“I believe in memory. I believe in remembering someone you love so well that it becomes kind of like a ghost. You remember someone so hard that it feels like they’re in the next room, just around the corner, that they could walk in any minute.”
Hello all, throws around heart-shaped candies
inserts spooooookky voice Evening all,