When It All Comes Down to Dust (Phoenix Noir book 3)
“When he woke, he felt Laura sleeping next to him, her warm, naked skin touching his, and he didn’t know what to do. He tried to fall asleep again, so that he wouldn’t have to think about real life, about what to do now, but he was wide awake. He lay there with his eyes closed, as if he were asleep, because he didn’t want to see anything yet, didn’t want anything to be real.
He felt Laura get out of bed, heard her walk to the bathroom, heard the sound of her pissing and of the toilet flushing, t...hen her walking back to bed. Even without opening his eyes, he would have been able to tell that this was a child, not a woman. It was in the heavy, clumsy sound of her bare feet on the carpet, not the deliberate, padding steps of a woman.
As she neared the bed, he opened his eyes and saw what he had seen last night, and loved to see – definitely still a child, breasts and hair arriving but not yet what they would be. She wasn’t pretty, but she wasn’t ugly either, and she was a child and that made her more beautiful to Frank than any woman could be.MoreLess
He felt Laura get out of bed, heard her walk to the bathroom, heard the sound of her pissing and of the toilet flushing, t...hen her walking back to bed. Even without opening his eyes, he would have been able to tell that this was a child, not a woman. It was in the heavy, clumsy sound of her bare feet on the carpet, not the deliberate, padding steps of a woman.
As she neared the bed, he opened his eyes and saw what he had seen last night, and loved to see – definitely still a child, breasts and hair arriving but not yet what they would be. She wasn’t pretty, but she wasn’t ugly either, and she was a child and that made her more beautiful to Frank than any woman could be.MoreLess
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