“I'd been so lonely for touch that I'd run for miles at night with shin splints just to move through air. His arms, even in memory, were like a coat I could wear.” — Kelle Groom Copy Share Image
“My mother drove me to Boston and bought me a beautiful blue dress that touched the floor, spilling out in waves; I wore the… — Kelle Groom Copy Share Image
“I'd been so lonely for touch that I'd run for miles at night with shin splints just to move through air. His arms, even… — Kelle Groom Copy Share Image
