“Nicolo kept one hand firmly in his and the opposite arm around my waist. I could have been wearing a straitjacket in a nuthouse and felt freer.”
“Rooster’s nostrils flare. Given the scale of the man, the act carries weight.”
“I remember her singing some nights, the sort of French songs that make you feel like a flock of sparrows is bursting out of your chest.”
“The glint from Dr. Pendleton’s glasses makes him resemble a dreadfully robust beetle.”
“Loneliness is a weight, not an empty space, and it’s pressing on my chest so I can hardly breathe.”