The Dangerous Kind & Other Stories - Plot & Excerpts
She was at the moving center of the universe, an ethereal gravity well. People pulled in close and pushed in closer and he allowed the crowd’s currents to carry him to the edge of her horizon. He didn’t want their reunion to occur in the middle of the rabble. He wanted to see her again alone, so he arrived at midnight and circled the house, looking for a light. The paparazzi seemed to have given up hounding her. Maybe they knew the excitement was over for the day or they were still filing their stories from the circus that was the funeral home. He glimpsed her silhouette in the window, sleek and tall and untouchable…or at least not touchable anymore. He had been denied her so long he felt something akin to hunger. She was watching the ocean, probably dreaming of faraway places she would soon visit again. He wondered if he would ever see any of those places. He thought he’d be angry, but when she opened the front door he was in love again. “I heard you were back in town,”
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