“ Our past sins, our fractured lives--soon nothing but drowned stars in dark skies. ”
we are two like-minded creatures too well-matched, both equal halves of a whole not altogether wholesome
~ Beatriz Fitzgerald Fernandez
Hers is a timeless life weaving through other longer lives like a flash of lightning in a clouded evening sky.
A litany of headlights blinding her, she stands unsteady on the dotted traffic line, takes timid steps toward rolled up windows behind which any horror could crouch....
