Thomas was closer now. She could almost feel his breath. She wondered how he had moved so quickly without her noticing.
“They’re beautiful,” Thomas said, “and that’s why. We’re not different. You run here to be quiet. I’m quiet all day because I’m tired of running.”
Charlotte was breathing ...
I'm honoring this temple I live in by dusting and decluttering every room, getting rid of any regrets and resentments. Just watch me reach the 50s walking like a queen. The one who defeated shame and guilt for her empire.