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“I’m just saying. My DNA mixed with yours, and it altered your very bones, Byrd.”
“I don’t give a fuck who you’ve slept with or how many times. I don’t give a fuck if you have a boyfriend right this minute. We belong to each other in ways no one else ever will.”
“I managed to go almost five years without your baking.” This statement is shaded in innuendo. “Don’t underestimate my self-control, Wren.”
“I’ll save you the best seat in the house, Byrd.”
I miss you, too sounds glib. You have been missing from me is more accurate. There’s a void where you lived in me.
“All I know is that if I found out heaven was real and got there first? I’d hang back in the waiting room and save you a seat.”
Café Co-op.
We finish our breakfast bagels and watch them play volleyball for a little while longer. More accurately, we watch him leap and fall around the sand. She, however, gets visibly more agitated each time he sprints and dives for balls that should’ve been hers. She eventually snaps at him, chucking the ball at his head in exasperation. Their opponents wait politely while he crawls over to her on his hands and knees. He grasps at her hips and pecks kisses to her belly, clearly begging for forgiveness while she tries to resist. She reluctantly gives in, it seems, smiling and playfully tugging at his
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“Let me get this straight,”
“I’m supposed to tell you stuff I did not like about you, or things you did that I didn’t like, and that is somehow supposed to work toward my ultimate goal of getting you back?”
“You were made for someplace like this,” he says. My body erupts in chills. “With that pile of golden hair and all your golden skin in the sun. I thought I missed your baking … That was nothing. I was starving to be near you again.”
“Each of you hold one of my hands so you don’t hit each other,” said Sage, stepping between her brothers. They complied even as they grumbled.
She’s kissing me. Her lips are on mine after five long years. Five hundred years. She’s kissing me. I’m home.
Because you make up half of my soul. Because as desperate as I am to be near you, to be inside you, I’m terrified that having you this close again will also remind you of all the parts of me you wanted to leave.
A hummingbird for Sage, a crow for Micah, a red-tailed hawk for Silas, a swallow for Sam, and a wren for me.
