Tag: allie, fire, love, night-school, sylvain

1045Her eyes fluttered open. She was lying in Sylvain’s lap, his arms tight around her. She reached up and touched his face wonderingly.”Why are you crying?” she whispered.He didn’t answer. Instead he rocked her like a baby, his face in her hair. Listening to her breathe.

Her eyes fluttered open. She was lying in Sylvain’s lap, his arms tight around her. She reached up and touched his face wonderingly.”Why are you crying?” she whispered.He didn’t answer. Instead he rocked her like a baby, his face in her hair. Listening to her breathe.