“He won't talk about the ordeal he's been through, either in the war or over the last few months. He won't tell… — Sabrina Elkins War Copy Share Image
“I rest my head against him when our mouths break apart, and breathe him in. I love the smell of him, that… — Sabrina Elkins Love Copy Share Image
“My eyes close as his hands smear mud across my stomach. 'There,' he says. 'Now your innie's a little mud pit.' His… — Sabrina Elkins Copy Share Image
“Julian, I need you. Not in ways you can see. But in ways that I feel. If I’m your life raft, we’re… — Sabrina Elkins Life Copy Share Image
