Tuesday, October 2, 2018 at 12:50PM
Drew Wolfe

Veronica Rossi

She looked up. “A world of nevers under a never sky.”
She fit in well then, he thought. A girl who never shut up.

People can be cruelest to those they love.

She absorbed the terror and beauty of him and his world. Of every moment over the past days. All of it, filling her up like the first breath she'd ever taken. And never had she loved life more.

Love is a rebellious bird that nobody can tame.

In the afternoon, they stopped to eat on a rocky outcrop. Perry brushed a kiss on her cheek while she was chewing, and she learned that it was the loveliest thing to be kissed for no reason, even while chewing food. It brightened the woods, and the never sky, and everything.

Fall off your own roof.

Love was like the waves in the sea, gentle and good sometimes, rough and terrible at others, but that it was endless and stronger than the sky and earth and everything in between.


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