Status Updates From The Price of Salt

Nothing about Richard mattered so much to her as the way Carol blotted her face with a towel.

The length of their bodies touched, fitting as if something had prearranged it. Happinness was like a green vine spreading through her, stretching fine tendrils, bearing flowers through her flesh

Cũng tình phết ấy chứ. Mà xem phim rồi nên cứ bị hình ảnh của Cate in sâu vào đầu, không thoát ra được.

"If Carol had to go home now, Therese thought, she would do something violent" girlll lmaooo stand up

That conviction that they shared something wonderfully real and rare together that day, and she wondered now where it had gone to, on what it had been based.

Zaczynam bo coś czuję że jak obejrzę film to nie będzie mi się chciało tego czytać