• ...You deserve to be happy. What can I do?" Don't send me away, I thought. He looked at me again. "What do you want?" "I want to taste an apple," I said. And your lips, I thought.

    Laura Whitcomb: ...You deserve to be happy. What can I do?" Don't send me away, I thought. He looked at me again. "What do you want?" "I want to taste an apple," I said. And your lips, I thought.
    Laura Whitcomb (2005). “A Certain Slant of Light”, p.76, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt