damn this book for ruining my day.
“Somewhere, out over the bay, a boat horn groaned into the night. The atmosphere felt sluggish and thick, no manufactured wind streaming from the vents. I stared at the fullness of her lips, the dense fall of her hair framing her cheeks, but the dark obscured her features. I almost reached for her face: My heart. You’re the last one I’d want to hurt.”
~ Paul Lisicky, The Burning House
i can’t remember the last time a book was able to completely wreck me so mentally and emotionally. this man’s writing, wow.
