![]() ![]() Even if it was too much I had to grow to hold it, because it belonged to me now, and I belonged to him, and if I let any of the pressure of it spill like water from my faucet mouth, it would all leak out and be gone from me forever. How sometimes it broke me into two pieces, and I'd lie there under him naked and stretched out past my skin, and another me would watch from the ceiling. ![]() ![]() How he would always close his eyes and seem so comfortable, casual even, and I was always amazed at that: how brave he must be for it not to scare him at all. How sometimes when he'd touch me I'd go out onto the very edges of myself, far like on a tightrope or a plank, and balance knowing there was only air to catch me how he'd hold me there till it got scary, sometimes longer, and it was realer and more raw than any thing I'd ever felt. ![]() How underneath I don't believe he's coming anymore, and I wish I could turn the air beside me into something solid to fill the hole he leaves. “It comes out of my mouth like water: the things he said at the beginning, what it's like to know a person's smell, the anxious catch that now has dulled to normal when I hold the pay phone and it rings and rings. Almost Home ebook By Jessica Blank Read a Sample Format ebook ISBN 9781423106425 Author Jessica Blank Publisher Release 10 July 2010 Subjects Juvenile Literature Find this title in Libby, the library reading app by OverDrive. ![]()
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