Katre, finely processed, both fragile and strong…
“Extend your hands,” she said. I extended my two fists at him, although I didn’t understand why.
“Do you have to hold everything so tightly?” she asked.
How?
“So, will everything in life be the way you want? Will people behave the way you want? Will the one who comes never be able to leave again?” Devamını Oku…