‘His soul,’ she would say, ‘picked mine up and we flew.’ And to those who gave her a disbelieving look, she would insist. ‘Have you never touched someone and felt them? Felt what was inside of their body?
‘His soul,’ she would say, ‘picked mine up and we flew.’ And to those who gave her a disbelieving look, she would insist. ‘Have you never touched someone and felt them? Felt what was inside of their body?