“I stared at the phone and swallowed the piece of my heart that was lodged in my throat now.”
“Now I was left holding the pieces of my heart, crushed by my own hands.”
“I won't forget,” he whispered, and I swallowed the lump in my throat.”
“For a moment I want to believe him. For a moment I want to sit on the floor and cry out the ocean lodged in my throat.”
“Sadly, I swallowed my tea and stared at the crowd of second-rate elegance...”
“She heard music. Angels singing? she thought, dizzy. It seemed odd for angels to sing after table sex. She managed to swallow on a throat wildly dry. "Music," she murmured. "My phone. In my pants. Don't care.""Oh. Not angels." "No. Def Leppard.”