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Hurricane-force words

October 4, 2015

Emotions eddied about her like leaves blown in a gutter, and her eyes were the color of a brewing storm, but he had always loved winter rains. Is there anything I can do? he asked, and he meant it; he would have done anything to make her understand how deeply he felt. He wanted to wrap her in hurricane-force words, hold her fast at the center where the winds were quiet enough for her to hear him say, I love you.

2 comments

  1. Brilliant, Genie. Thank. You for getting up early this morning to string together words.



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