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“Hilary took a moment to rest careful fingertips against his cheek, reliving the sense–memory of Tom’s lips against his skin. He thought that, if he were especially careful with it, if he nurtured it and didn’t wear it out, that moment might see him through decades of loneliness.”
― The Apothecary's Garden
― The Apothecary's Garden
“I think if the three of us is going to work out … then we each need to work as the two of us. I mean – Well, you probably get that already. We need to be three couples, I guess, or be able to be.”
― A Threefold Cord
― A Threefold Cord
“He powered down the laptop, and went to curl up on his bed with his Kindle instead. There were romances to be read, and therefore all was right with the world.”
― The 'True Love' Solution
― The 'True Love' Solution
“Hilary was gobsmacked. "There's forty–two years between us!"
Tom seemed infinitely cheered for some reason. "Forty–two, eh?" He added with a wink, "The meaning of life!"
"What?"
"Never mind. Obscure cultural reference."
Which was almost exactly Hilary's point. "You mean it's something only another young person would understand."
Tom had the grace to wince a little. "Not necessarily."
"I could be your grandfather!" Hilary protested.
"Well, fine! But I'm glad you're not.”
― The Apothecary's Garden
Tom seemed infinitely cheered for some reason. "Forty–two, eh?" He added with a wink, "The meaning of life!"
"What?"
"Never mind. Obscure cultural reference."
Which was almost exactly Hilary's point. "You mean it's something only another young person would understand."
Tom had the grace to wince a little. "Not necessarily."
"I could be your grandfather!" Hilary protested.
"Well, fine! But I'm glad you're not.”
― The Apothecary's Garden
“You're beautiful," Hilary was instinctively telling him. "You're as beautiful and righteous and dangerous as an angel.”
― The Apothecary's Garden
― The Apothecary's Garden
“He stood alone in the twilight, staring back at the blue flowers of the rogue groundcover that had infiltrated his garden. He'd fought it long enough. It was time to accept the inevitability. Albert muttered, “Let the damn thing grow.”
― The Definitive Albert J. Sterne
― The Definitive Albert J. Sterne





