Six Sentence Sunday

I heard Dane step into the bathroom and a moment later felt his hands on my shoulders. I was surprised when he turned me around and pulled me gently into his chest. For a moment I froze, mentally assessing where all my uncovered skin was and whether it might come into contact with his own, but when a few seconds passed and nothing happened, I sagged into him.

“It’s not fair,” I said, my voice muffled by his shirt. It was rapidly soaking through with my tears. “I didn’t do anything to provoke this, people shouldn’t be dying because of me.”

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~ by Nicole Bross on January 27, 2013.

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