Turning and turning in the tightening gyre,” he said. “I’m... this, like... this doesn’t get better. You should know that.
“I’m not in a rush.” I leaned forward, looking at the hardwood floor.
“I’m not gonna un-have this is what I mean. I’ve had it since I can remember and it’s not getting better
and I can’t have a normal life if I can’t kiss someone without freaking out.”
“It’s okay, Aza. Really.” “You might think that now, but you won’t think that forever.”
“But it’s not forever,” he said. “It’s now. Can I get you anything? Glass of water or something?”
“Can we... can we just watch a movie or something?” “Yes,” he said. “Absolutely.”
He offered me his hand, but I got up on my own. As we walked toward the basement steps, Davis said,
“Here at the Pickett residence, we have both kinds of movies—Star Wars and Star Trek. What would you prefer?”
I’m not really a fan of space movies,I said.
Great, then we’ll watch Star Trek IV: The Voyage Home, forty percent of which is set right here on earth.”
I looked up at him and smiled, but I could not cinch the lasso on my thoughts, which were galloping all around my brain.
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