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Saudi Boyfriend

She was like the dust that clung to his shirt. She was in the silences that had become so frequent at the house, silences that welled up between their words, sometimes cold and hollow, sometimes pregnant with things that went unsaid, like a cloud filled with rain that never fell.

-And The Mountains Echoed


Sir Pök Déng said...

I haven't finished reading that book.

Azira Y said...

Haven't finished too. Haha.