December 2011
Mayhew.
thebookstheygaveme:
We were only supposed to be having fun. A fling. We weren’t supposed to be getting to know each other or doing sweet things for one another or even really caring about the other, if I’m going to be perfectly frank. We did talk about books, though. We shared some of the same favorites: Hemingway, Fitzgerald, Huxley. But this story isn’t about one of those books. One day, I...