Speaking Of Love (Perfect Kisses) - Plot & Excerpts
Mac looked up from the notebook she’d been scribbling in. She was sitting on the floor, her back against the couch, writing by firelight. “I’m jotting down some things to say to my classes,” she said. “Things like ‘life’s not fair,’ and ‘sometimes really crappy things happen.’ Stuff like that.” Rick put down the book he was reading but didn’t say anything for a minute. He was sitting on the other end of the couch behind her, next to a lamp, the only illuminated device in the room. When they weren’t talking, the only sounds were the wind outside, the crackling fire, and the odd caw of nature. Whenever Mac would flinch and whirl toward the window in alarm, Rick would snicker and make some kind of animal growl. Hilarious. “Are you talking about Lincoln Park?” he asked. Mac closed the notebook and stared straight ahead at the fire. “It’s not looking good,” she said. “You know that.”
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