If the world were a creek, and we were two stones, maybe we’ll ripple together, without ever being alone.
She found him in a booth at a ramen shop, smelling of ozone and desperation. He looked exactly like his father, but his eyes were full of a light Sasha hadn't seen in years. It was hope—the most dangerous currency in the city. "You have it?" the boy asked, his voice trembling. sasha grey 2 young to fall in love 4