“To witness the way they leaned into each other and laced their fingers together and tugged each other tenderly down the paved path was almost unbearable. I was simultaneously sickened by it and envious of what they had. Their existence… — Cheryl Strayed Copy Share Image
“Her fingers tugged at the folds in his shirt. “Why are you here now? First you lead me on, then you blow me off. Now you are in my bed keeping my company. I’m getting whiplash from your indecisiveness.” — Mila Rossi Copy Share Image
