“It felt like there was a dark spot in my heart. Like a bruise. And it was getting deeper and wider with every lie I told.”
“This is what it felt like to have a broken heart. It felt less like a cracking down the middle and more like she had swallowed it whole and it sat bruised and bleeding in the pit of her stomach.”
“Oh, but I like my geese. Like cats, they can't be told what to do, and like dogs, they're loyal, and like people, they talk every chance they get.”
“Like magic, she felt him getting nearer, felt it like a pull in the pit of her stomach. It felt like hunger but deeper, heavier. Like the best kind of expectation. Ice cream expectation. Chocolate expectation.”
“I tried to keep very still, but my heart felt like crickets scratching to get out of the cage.”
“Time. Aching like a bruise, pounding like a heart. ”