Tous mes anciens amours vont me revenir.' - All my old loves will be returned to me
I'm here!" I said..."I'm read to go home!" As if they couldn't see me. As if I couldn't remember what it had been like, fluttering next to someone's ear and whispering into it. How the whole earth was like a musical instrument that we could play effo...
Her face was like a pot of tea about to whistle.
