29 April 2012
She had a book, a favourite book, it was one if those books you could read again and again and enjoy it more everytime, her friends,though, could not quite understand it, they had favourite books but nothing like this, she knew every crease of every page, every coffee stain, every mark from a dropped blob of sandwich filling carelessly eaten over her favourite tome...she had only one love in her life, this book..... Well, maybe two loves, for the lead character in her book was the only man who had ever struck her heart, she had no brothers, her father had died when she was young, and she had no interest in a boyfriend, he was all the man she needed.
G.Hirst ©
In The Darkness. • Opuss № I