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301 pages, Kindle Edition
First published March 4, 2022
I liked thinking of Coley as something I’d discovered, a treasure hidden among the palm trees and the thick, weedy grasses of north Florida. I liked imagining, problematic as it was, that I was the only one who saw all his facets: his playfulness, his youthfulness, the fever with which he worked, and above all else, that careful, never-ceasing brain.
I wondered if there was a heaven like this—a twilight field with a tiny breeze and Coley Brandt sitting on my lap and feeding me strawberries. It seemed too precious to be real, and I took a moment to emblazon it on my mind: the light in his eyes, the way the wind played with his hair, his weight on my thighs, the taste in my mouth. I catalogued each sensation. I vowed to protect each remembered detail.