Romance. Passion. Love.
She had never experienced them before, but she imagined they would leave her feeling like that dream had. Like the Joker did, with his quick smiles and witty remarks. She felt like she could talk to him for hours, for days and months and years, and never tire of it.
First Chapter First Paragraph Tuesday Intros ~ Heartless
Three luscious lemon tarts glistened up at Catherine. She reached her towel-wrapped hands into the oven, ignoring the heat that enveloped her arms and pressed against her cheeks, and lifted the tray from the hearth. The tarts’ sunshine filling quivered, as if glad to be free from the stone chamber.
Weekly Quote for Week-22 2016 ~ Through the Looking Glass