Michelle☽

“Because I’m headed down the hill, and you’re headed up it. I’m just glad we chanced to meet on the way.”
― Travis Baldree, Bookshops & Bonedust

“Well,” breathed Fern, surveying the interior with both brows raised. “Fuck me.”

Satchel drew back from her in alarm, and his eyes seemed to widen as the flames within them burned brighter.

Viv leaned down near his skull and whispered, “It’s just a figure of speech, not a request.”
― Travis Baldree, Bookshops & Bonedust

“I can’t lose the thing I’ve held onto for so long, you know?” My face twists up from the pain of pushing it out. “I just really need it to be a love story, you know? I really, really need it to be that.”
“I know,” she says.
“Because if it isn’t a love story, then what is it”? I look to her glassy eyes, her face of wide open empathy. “It’s my life,” I say. “This has been my whole life.”
― Kate Elizabeth Russell, My Dark Vanessa

“The combined aromas of hot cinnamon, ground coffee, and sweet cardamom intoxicated her, and as she brewed and smiled and served and chatted, a deep contentment welled up. It was a glowing warmth she’d never experienced before, and she liked it. She liked it a great deal.”
― Travis Baldree, Legends & Lattes