15 Apr 2021
“I’ve read it. I haven’t memorized it!” Crissa exclaimed. Jim kept chuckling.
“Aren’t they one in the same?” He questioned softly. Crissa was opening her mouth for a retort about IQ scores and otherwise limited brain space but Jim continued.
“Don’t the words just wrap around your heart and fast track their way into your mind? Don’t the streams of them forge paths for your thoughts?”
04 Apr 2021
Crissa writes home about love.
19 Feb 2021
“You asked me why I would choose you.” She was standing in the doorway. In a sweater and loose pants, her hair pulled into loose braids and face clear. It was the most casual she had looked in over a year.
“I am choosing you because I chose you three days after I met you.” The corner of her mouth twitched up with the end of her statement. It didn’t touch the seriousness in her eyes.