“I had gotten so used to the taste of rain that I forgot what the sun tasted like. Bittersweet.” — Ana Patrick Copy Share Image
“There was more, he was sure. He could feel it. Something deeper. More profound. More worthy. More likeable. It was like a bittersweet yearning for something that was so familiar it hurt. Something he'd lost without even knowing he'd lost… — Alan McCluskey Copy Share Image
