“He leans forward, resting his forehead against mine. I feel his breath on my skin as he exhales a deep breath. "I'm sorry." His voice is slurred and rough. "But you see, I should have been dead for nearly two… — Meg Kassel Copy Share Image
“He leans forward, resting his forehead against mine. I feel his breath on my skin as he exhales a deep breath. "I'm sorry." His… — Meg Kassel Copy Share Image
