LE Todd

Don’t be afraid of death; be afraid of an unlived life. You don’t have to live forever; you just have to live.”

If the column hadn’t been behind his back, I swear he would have lost his footing, even fallen backwards—my spoiler was just that good. Instead, his mouth opened even more, his eyes widened in shock. His palm went up as if to bandage a wound in his chest as he let out a very sharp gasp.

“So that’s what it’s like.”

“That’s what it’s like.”

They’d solved problems that way in most aspects of life. Dad, the calm thinker, ready to swiftly swing his ax; mom, the brawler, spitting nails until she finds a place of peace and reconciliation. They were two people to admire

She has spoken to me. I heard her voice. There was no sound, but I heard it here. Her voice was there in my head. I watched her lips, they did not make the words, yet the harder I listened, the clearer I heard her…”

I don’t control your thoughts, Tristan.”

“Well you’re doing a fine job of planting images in my brain.”

He’d rather die than continue on without her love. What a line.”

“You don’t like it?” I asked.

“Of course I like it. If I could speak in flourishing language without being made fun of, I’d be just as emotive.”

These violent delights have violent ends.”

Not to love you is treason against my heart.”