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Skywriting

February 16, 2012

He had taken her so far into the emotional stratosphere she could barely breathe—the air is thinner there where love is new and sparkling with ice crystals that melt on contact.

That made the fall so much more terminal in its velocity, the earth coming toward her at such great speed.

If she could have looked behind her she would have seen his words—You’re beautiful—I’ve never met anyone so amazing—I never want to lose you—evaporating like skywriting.

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