“I just inhaled kimchi ramen. Nose on fire. Next chapter may be obscured by tears.”
“Whatever tears one may shed, in the end one always blows one's nose.”
“Of course witnessing poverty was the first to be ticked off the list. Then I had to graduate to the more obscure stuff. Being in a riot was something I pursued with a truly obsessive zeal, along with being tear-gassed and hearing gunshots fired in anger.”
“The first chapter sells the book; the last chapter sells the next book.”
“What have I done to anger you, mate?”“That. That’s what you did. I’m not your mate.”He leaned in close and ran his nose up her neck, inhaling a deep breath. “Yes, you are,” he whispered next to her ear.”
“I breathed him in, closing my mouth tight and inhaling the scent of him through my nose. I felt sheltered by him. Safe.”