“Wha…?” He couldn’t finish. His throat tightened. He felt sick inside. “It’s okay, Daddy. They’re not going to eat you or anything. Not anymore.” She lowered her hand from his chin, and shook her head as if she pitied him… — Kristopher Rufty Copy Share Image
My throat tightened, but I held back the tears and reminded myself that withdrawing from a woman is no different than kicking a drug; you feel shaky and you want it, but eventually the need passes, and you feel restored. — Keith Ablow Copy Share Image
