” ***
Tattoo. One or maybe two dimples winked at her from the corners of his mouth and she knew he was everything: soft and hard and joy and sadness and beauty and life.
Solo. The beer had an extra ingredient that had come in form of an angel falling down into the brewery and dissolving with the beer, ironically the dead angel had been the very same these girls had helped defeat just few weeks ago. "What's that?" she would ask, knowing that it had not been there before
” ***
Tattoo. One or maybe two dimples winked at her from the corners of his mouth and she knew he was everything: soft and hard and joy and sadness and beauty and life.
Solo. The beer had an extra ingredient that had come in form of an angel falling down into the brewery and dissolving with the beer, ironically the dead angel had been the very same these girls had helped defeat just few weeks ago. "What's that?" she would ask, knowing that it had not been there before
” ***
Tattoo. One or maybe two dimples winked at her from the corners of his mouth and she knew he was everything: soft and hard and joy and sadness and beauty and life.
Solo. The beer had an extra ingredient that had come in form of an angel falling down into the brewery and dissolving with the beer, ironically the dead angel had been the very same these girls had helped defeat just few weeks ago. "What's that?" she would ask, knowing that it had not been there before
