geozilla:
He struggled to process what she had just said to him: "I'd give my right arm to be able to keep seeing you like this."
geozilla:
"Each afternoon, after making love in the bedroom of the old house, we would go out to the rooftop porch, sit in the chairs, and enjoy some red wine while watching the weather come in..."
geozilla:
Eternally Waiting In The Wings (Heaven Is The Place Where Nothing Ever Happens) (Your Mother Should Know)
geozilla:
"He swings the knocker against the door. The entire building booms like a drum. It continues booming after he lets go, banging like a clock striking the hour, rattling like a great tin drum."