“Will cries out, low, a murmur of blue and green and gold. The syllables of my name float between us. I’ve never… — Megan Hart Copy Share Image
“Sometimes you say things because they make you feel better. Sometimes you say that because it makes me feel better. “I love… — Megan Hart Copy Share Image
“How are we going to say goodbye?” Will asks in a sleepfurry voice. He means now. I mean forever. “I don’t want… — Megan Hart Copy Share Image
