“I loved Emma Rabbit. You shouldn’t be ashamed of your beloved.
Love had come stealthily. Love had waited, lain in wait and attacked when I least expected it.
I’d been defenseless.
The first days I didn’t dare say anything. We attended to our roles as usual. She asked how the night had been, I answered that it had been good. She asked if I wanted to have the window open or closed. I answered closed.
But I answered with a joy that I couldn’t rein in. Love made me strong and exhilarated. It didn’t take ... Read More ›