Monday, 4 May 2015

Terrified that one day "push" might indeed "come to shove," he made sure to stay away from anything obviously precarious. Curbs, the edge of pools, mountains; these things were easy enough to avoid -- their attendant perils fixed, and visible. But there's a cliff at the edge of comfort. And he chased her love -- a mirage of infinitely renewable affection -- to its secret precipice.

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