Parachutes Book Three: The Impact
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“She made me promise to give you all of the love that she never could.”
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“He said one day you would try to run. But to promise him that I was man enough to chase you.” That parted her supple lips. They sat in that heaviness until his baby love started the skipped laughter. A second later, Vin joined it.
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we can work on truly learning and loving these versions of ourselves. I love you so fucking much,” she looked up at him to declare.
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Rebuilding with honesty at the foundation. No deadlines. No talks of remarriage. No racing time. Just two people committing to effort.
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Their parachute had blown every which way, rocked by winds, and thrown into turbulence. But somehow, they survived the impact. They had landed safely.
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Too painful to have been a dream. Too outrageous not to have been a miracle. Real life. Real love. The kind made for parachutes.
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“Who loves you, baby love?” “You,” she warbled. “Uh!”
“Promise you’ll never listen. Even if I’m awful. Even if we go through the worst things anybody can ever go through and I tell you to get the fuck out again,”
That you believe me when I say right now, there is nothing that will ever make me want to live without you.”
“Because that’s what parachutes is about, Vin. Not just about saving us from the fall but saving us from the impact. When we’re crashing to the ground too fast to stop it, the parachute is there to do it. So we never die. Our love can’t die, Dalvin.”
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