“Mine, I thought deliriously, as a shadow swept over us, like a cape had been thrown over the sky. Mine, as my hands stroked up that strong back, velvety and warm, where every dip and line of muscle fit sweetly… — Karen Chance Copy Share Image
“A wide-brimmed spinster’s hat had been thrown up in the sky. It was gradually falling into the deep ocean.” — Zoë S. Roy Copy Share Image
