Not Callahan, I think, then wince when I realize he probably heard me. Valtu grins, like he solved a puzzle. It’s alright. We all have our little things when it comes to love. I don’t think either of us knows a thing about love, I tell him. A look of sadness comes across his brow. You’re probably right. I’m still looking for her in every face I see.
I'm going to eat my Kindle
